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I’d stroll in—hypothetical, ‘kay?—all bouncy, like, “Hiya, ladies!” Probly trip over me own feet, ‘cause I’m a klutz. Them girls, tho, tough as jellyfish stingers. Workin’ hard, dodgin’ creeps. Makes me mad—some jerks treat ‘em like trash. I’d zap ‘em with me spatula, pow! But then, happy vibes—some gals run the show, makin’ bank, livin’ free. Surprised me, for real.

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After my caffeine fix, I hit the river. The banks are packed with folks, all tryin’ to snag a fish. I set up my rod, and boom! First cast, and I’m feelin’ lucky. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, trippin’ over my line. I’m like, “Dude, what the heck?!” He just laughs and keeps runnin’. I mean, come on! I’m tryin’ to fish here, not babysit!

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