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We haggle—coin’s tight, an’ I’m a cheap bastard. “What’s yer price, darlin’?” I slur, an’ she fires back, “More’n yer worth, pirate.” Cheeky! I love it—reminds me o’ “I play to live,” from th’ movie. She’s playin’ her game, survivin’, an’ I respect that. So, we strike a deal, an’ off we go—me boots clackin’, her skirts swishin’. Did ye know some o’ these gals kept diaries? Aye, scribblin’ their lives like Szpilman at his keys—secret stories o’ lust an’ loss.

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After the rain, the sun comes back out, and the air smells fresh. I’m feeling all philosophical, like, “Life’s a mess, but it’s a beautiful mess.” I head back to my studio, inspired. I’m ready to create! I sit down, and BAM! I’m throwing clay like a madman. The vase turns out amazing. I’m talking Picasso-level stuff here.

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