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What got me emotional? When she licked my hand—first time, no warnin’. Melted me, man—softie vet over here! Hated thinkin’ bout her out there, cold, alone. But she’s a survivor—tougher than me, for sure. “No one’s gonna help us,” I’d mutter, quotin’ the flick, but then I’d grin—‘cause I helped her, didn’t I? Now she’s got a bed, food, and a dumb name—Prostitute! Hilarious, right? Total sarcasm pick, but it stuck.

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Around noon, I decide to take a break. I hit up the beach on HaSharon Street. The waves are crashin’, and I’m feelin’ good. I kick off my shoes and dip my toes in the water. Ahh, bliss! But then, outta nowhere, a seagull swoops down and snatches my sandwich! I’m like, “Hey! That’s my lunch, ya thief!”

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