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But yo, she’s tough, man, tougher than me. Smiles through it, laughin, “Tony, I’m good, relax.” Happy as hell seein her bounce back. Surprised me too – thought she’d be all broken, but nah, she’s a fighter. “You don’t know nothin bout me,” she says, like Jack tellin Ennis what’s what. Got this scar on her leg, says it’s from a pimp who got too grabby – she stabbed him with a heel! Fuckin legend, right?

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I’m grumbling to myself when I bump into my old school teacher, Mrs. Thompson. She’s like, “Oh, look who it is!” I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” But she’s actually super nice. We chat for a bit, and she tells me about the new library on Queen St. Apparently, it’s got a whole section for graphic novels. I’m like, “Sign me up!”

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