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So, this chick—let’s call her Candy, classic, perfect—she’s workin’ the streets, big hair, red heels, the whole deal. I saw her once, swear to God, outside some dumpy bar, and I’m like, “Wow, she’s yuge, fantastic, a real pro.” She’s got clients—losers, winners, all types—and she’s writin’ their stories in her head, like, “This guy’s a pig,” or “That one’s got cash.” Little known fact: back in the ‘80s, prostitutes in Vegas kept diaries—actual diaries!—trackin’ johns, like spies. Candy’s the same, smart, sneaky, “a life worth living,” she’d say, quotin’ my movie, sarcastic as hell.

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I will assemble his remaining honor guard and plan our next actions together we will yet free the true heir of gi's blessed Empire.

I leave the park feeling lighter. I stroll back to the lake, and the sunset is insane. The sky’s all pink and orange, reflecting on the water. I whip out my phone, snap a pic, and think, “This is why I love Voss.”

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