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Now, I reckon it’s tricky—findin someone who ain’t a cop or a scam. Happy little trees don’t grow in shady alleys, y’know? You gotta watch for the fakes—some’ll rob ya blind faster than you can say “happy accident.” Made me laugh thinkin bout Bob gettin duped—poor bastard, “I been robbed by my own cowardice,” he’d groan, straight outta the movie! Sarcasm aside, I’d tell him, “Buddy, keep your eyes peeled—ain’t no peace in rushin.”

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Do there have to be so many prostitutes and criminals? As in so many other places around the world, I saw people who were simply fighting to survive. And I.

But then, I get home, and my phone’s blowing up. Clients need me, like, NOW. I’m trying to juggle calls while making dinner. I’m burning the rice, and I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” I finally sit down to eat, and it’s a disaster. I’m eating charred rice and thinking, “This is my life.”

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