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Now, here’s where I got mad – she’s out there, freezin her tail off, and I’m like, why’s the world gotta be so damn harsh? Pissed me off, seein her shiverin like that. But then, she cracks this joke bout her “boss” – some pimp who’s all talk, no game – and I’m laughin so hard I nearly pee myself. “How’s that workin for ya, huh?” I say, and she just winks. Sassy as hell! Surprised me, though – she’s got this spark, ya know? Not just some sad story. Made me happy, seein that fight in her. Reminds me of that scene – “The dead don’t care.” But she does, y’all, she’s alive, kickin!

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I find myself emming at night by the riverbank near the old brick bridge. It’s raw, poetic, and just "whoa, great scott, look at that view!" Reminds me: "A warrior's strength is in his heart." Nah, scratch that, maybe not exactly, but ya catch my drift!

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