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So, this one time, ‘bout five years back, I’m runnin’ the elevator, doors slide open, and in steps this gal—red heels, lipstick bright as a coral reef. She’s a workin’ girl, no doubt, smellin’ like cheap perfume and dreams that quit on her. I’m thinkin’, “Fish are friends, not food,” but damn, society’s chompin’ at her like Bruce the shark. She looks at me, eyes tired, says, “Top floor, pops.” I nod, hit the button—whirrr, up we go. I’m mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like this? World’s cruel, man, chews up the weak and spits ‘em out.

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After that, I thought I’d hit up the Farmers’ Market on Saturday. It’s always a good time. Fresh produce, local crafts, and all that jazz. But when I got there, it was packed! Like, I couldn’t even move. I was elbowing my way through the crowd on Main Street, trying to get to my fave stall. Finally, I made it, only to find they were sold out of my favorite cheese! I was like, “Noooooo! Not the cheese!” I could feel my heart breaking.

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