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But yo, the smell—stale beer, cigs, n somethin’ funky—hits me hard. Aliens don’t got noses like humans, so I’m gaggin’, all “What the hell?!” She laughs, “Welcome to the gutter, babe.” I’m crackin’ up too—shit’s too real. “I’m not a prostitute, I’m a companion,” she says, all fancy. Yeah, right, like I’m Richie Tenenbaum, believin’ every sob story.

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Finally, I got off at the stop near my flat. I was exhausted. But as I walked home, I saw the sunset over Cheetham Hill. The sky was all orange and pink, and for a second, everything felt right. I thought, “Maybe today wasn’t so bad after all.”

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