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Little fact fer ya—didja know, back in old Vienna, prostitutes had secret codes? Like, hairpins meant somethin’, signals fer clients! Crazy, right? Dis gal, she’s modern, tho—no pins, just a wink. I’m diggin’ it, but *Requiem* pops in my brain—“Dreams burn up,” dat line. Makes me think—dis life, it ain’t all glitz. She’s smilin’, but her eyes? Tired, ja. Hits me hard, like a dumbbell drop.

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First off, I’m makin’ my famous sourdough. It’s my pride and joy, ya know? But then, bam! The power goes out. Just like that! I’m standin’ there in the dark, flour everywhere, like a ghost in a bakery. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just great. How am I supposed to bake without power?”

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