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So I spot her—legs like a dream, eyes sharp as my scalpel. “Love’s a funny thing,” I mutter, quotin Haynes’ flick again—cuz it is, ain’t it? She’s playin her part, I’m playin mine. We haggle—20 mins, 50 bucks, no funny biz. She’s cool, chill, tells me she’s savin for a kid’s birthday. Damn, that hit me—soft spot, Clarice, don’t tell no one. I’m thinkin, this world’s a mess, but she’s got heart. “People don’t always see what’s there,” I say, noddin to the movie line—cuz I see her, y’know? Not just the gig.

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My massage parlor has its own quirks. I scribble messages on sticky notes. "Play the keys, live the notes!" like in that movie! And sometimes, when the night’s cool, I recall my first day in Buford. I was lost and confused. I wrecked my keys – totally, 11 typos style: "Frendz, Buford iz awsum but srsly, sumtyms its cray cray!" Ah, memories!

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