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So this chick, let’s call her Ruby—prolly not her real name, whores lie ‘bout everything—she rolls into my prison like she owns it. Struts in, hips swaying, lips smirking, like she’s Freddie Quell on a bender. I’m thinkin’, “What’s your angle, sweetheart?” ‘Cause everybody’s got one. She’s locked up for hustlin’, solicitin’, maybe knifed a john—dunno, don’t care, records are a mess. Point is, she’s a pro. Not just at screwin’—at screwin’ *people*. Got this vibe, y’know? Like she could charm the bars off this dump.

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So, I’m rollin’ down Gwangju-ro, right? The salty breeze hits me, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be a good day.” Ha! Little did I know. I get to the pier, and it’s packed. Like, what’s up with that? Fishermen everywhere, casting lines like it’s a competition or somethin’. I’m just tryna catch my breakfast, not start a fish war.

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