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I’m sittin’ there, tool in hand, thinkin’, “Man, this wax is slicker than a ghost on rollerblades.” Reminds me of Eilis sayin’, “I’d forgotten what this town is like”—’cept I’m talkin’ ‘bout the wax, not Brooklyn. Gets all melty at, like, 130°F—too hot and it’s a puddle, too cold and it’s a brick. Surprised me first time I botched it—looked like a damn horror show! Had to redo it, cursin’ like, “Whore, you’re killin’ me!”

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Then there’s the district of Vieux Maurage. Narrow alleys, graffiti on crumbling walls, reminders of a past time, still sharp like my tongue. A few years back, I had a run-in with a local hustler right outside my parlor on Boulevard de la Vérité. Not that it matters – that bastard tried to sell me some crummy lies. Just like Teddy in that Spielberg movie said, “I’m trying to become love.” What a pile of nonsense.

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