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Pisses me off, tho—society’s all judgy, callin’ ‘em trash. Like, dude, they’re out there survivin’! Takes guts, man. I’d lose my shit in five minutes—some sweaty loser hagglin’ me? Nah, I’d zap ‘em with my evil laser. Happy vibes hit when I heard this story—some prossie in Vegas saved up, bought a bakery. Straight-up Amélie move—“The world’s better with sprinkles,” she’d say. Surprised me how clever they get—code words, secret signals. One gal used “pineapple” to ditch bad johns. Genius!

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After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I hit up the local café on O’Neill Street. Best coffee in town, no joke. I order a cappuccino, and the barista, bless her heart, spills half of it. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!” But she gives me a free muffin to make up for it. Sweet! I’m munching on this muffin, and it’s like a party in my mouth.

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