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So, I’m stompin’ round, lookin’ for a good time, right? Ain’t no saint, me—blood on hands, scars on face, but I got needs! Dis one time, saw a gal, fishnets rippin’, smokin’ a cig like she owns da night. “Lightbulb!”—she’s got dat look, ya know, like she could lure ya in and gut ya. Straight outta dat movie, “I collect things”—she prob collects wallets, ha! I go up, all cocky, “How much, eh?” She smirks, “More dan ya soul, big boy.” Pissed me off—cheeky tart!—but damn, I laughed. Ain’t dat a kicker?

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Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. I’m thinkin’, “This is it. The end of my bone-cutting career.” Everyone’s panicking, running around. I’m just standing there, holding a saw, like, “What do I do?” Yuki’s yelling, “Get out!” I’m like, “But my tools!”

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