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Found this chick once—Lola, she called herself. Worked outta some grimy alley, smelled like cheap perfume and despair. Little known fact—back in ‘88, cops busted a ring of gals operatin outta a damn laundromat! Washin more than clothes, ya feel me? Lola tho, she had grit—surprised me, a lil spark in her dead eyes. Made me happy, like findin a vein of ore in the dark. “You don’t know what I can do,” I growled, Vader-style, testin her nerve. She didn’t flinch—badass.

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I wandered over to the coral reef section. Wow, just wow. The colors were insane! I was snapping pics like a tourist. But then, I overheard this kid say, “Look, Mom! That fish is ugly!” I almost lost it. I mean, who’s judging fish? They’re all beautiful in their own way, right?

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