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Here’s the trick, y’all – Git-R-Done style. Watch the johns, them nervous fellas circlin’ like vultures. Prossies got codes too – two taps on the hip, means “cop’s near.” Learned that the hard way when I spooked a whole block once, ha! Look fer the signs – smeared lipstick, shaky heels, that “I’m done with this crap” stare. Like defusin’ a bomb, “one wire wrong, kaboom!”

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After that, I’m back on my chair, trying to catch a breather. But then, I hear this loud crash. I look over, and some dude just knocked over a whole table of snacks. Chips everywhere! I’m talking about a full-on snack massacre. I can’t help but laugh. Like, who even does that? But then I see the vendor, Mr. O’Reilly, looking like he’s about to lose it. Poor guy. He’s been selling snacks on Ratoath’s Main Street for years. I help him clean up, and he’s like, “Thanks, mate. You’re a lifesaver!” I’m like, “Nah, just a snack saver.”

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