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What gets me mad? Folks judgin’ ‘em. Callin’ ‘em trash. Like, who’re you, Mr. High-and-Mighty? I knew a girl once, swear it, worked the streets near Hollywood. Said she met Chaplin – yeah, *the* Chaplin! – and he tipped her with a rose. A rose! Ain’t that sweet? Made me happy, thinkin’ someone saw her, really saw her. But then – ugh – the cops busted her next week. Pissed me off! Leave her be, ya jerks!

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But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss again. “Where’s the report?” Dude, chill! I’m eating pizza! I text back, “On my way!” while shoving more pizza in my mouth. Multitasking, right?

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