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Happy, I feel, when they outsmart creeps. “The wind howls, yet nothing stirs”—that’s the vibe, right? Streets empty, then bam—there she is, strutting. Favorite flick, *Turin Horse*, all bleak, no sex, just potatoes. Prostitutes? Opposite—colorful, loud, alive! Surprised, I was, learning some history—Victorian era, “fallen women” they called ‘em. Sad, kinda, but badass too. Quirky thought: they’re like Jedi, surviving dark side!

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But then, disaster strikes again! I’m icing a batch of cupcakes when I hear a loud crash. I rush out to the front, and there’s a delivery truck that’s backed into my sign! My beautiful “Baker’s Delight” sign! It’s all crumpled up like a bad pancake. I’m fuming! I mean, come on! Who doesn’t check their mirrors?

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