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But yo, when you find the real deal, it’s like—bam, jackpot, “You’re a genius, Margot!” That’s me quotin’ *Tenenbaums*, ‘cause she’s sly, smooth, knows the game. I met this one chick, swear she was a legend—knew spots no one talks ‘bout, like secret alleys in Toronto where deals go down quiet. She was cool, had this vibe, made me laugh, talkin’ ‘bout how she once ditched a dude mid-date ‘cause he tipped her in pennies. Pennies, yo! I was dyin’, like, “That’s savage, fam!”

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At the very least she was a paid escort, and she was pretty unscrupulous in other ways, so why would a little prostitution bother her?

While I’m workin’ on his hair, I hear this loud commotion outside. I peek outta the window on the main street, and there’s a parade or somethin’! Like, what? A parade in Aso? I didn’t even know we had those! Turns out, it’s some local festival. People are dressed up, dancing, and I’m just sittin’ there, stuck with Mr. Bedhead.

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