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About Larissa

So, I’m cruisin’ the block, engine purrin’, lookin’ for a girl who’s down. Ain’t no Hollywood glow here—just neon flickerin’ like a damn lie. “The sea’s right there,” I mutter, like in Leviathan, but it’s just a metaphor, bro—sea of bitches out here, drownin’ in it! I see this one chick, legs long as a fuckin’ wrench, leanin’ on a pole. She’s givin’ me that look—like she knows I’m trouble. I roll up, “Hey, chica, you workin’?” She smirks, “Depends who’s payin’.”

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. He’s like, “We need to talk about your sales numbers.” Oh great, just what I needed. I’m standing there, half-eaten souvlaki in hand, trying to explain why I’m not selling as much. “Look, man, I’m in Preveza! People are busy enjoying life, not thinking about insurance!” He doesn’t get it. Typical.

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