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I spot one – legs long, eyes sharp, leanin on a lamppost. Heart’s racin, I’m sweatin – we wants it! “You’re not from here,” she says, smirkin. I’m thinkin, “No shit, lady, I’m a bloody mess!” Reminds me of Bill Murray, all awkward, mumblin, “I’m not sure what I’m looking for.” I’m vibin that, hard. She’s chattin me up, price comes up – fuck, too steep! We hates it! “Robbery, that is!” I hiss, stompin off. She laughs, calls me cheap. Cheeky bitch.

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By the time I got back to the shop, I was exhausted. But I had one last customer. An old lady, Miss Edna. She needed her favorite sandals fixed. I love that lady. She always tells me stories about the old days in Annotto-Bay. I fixed her sandals with care, and she left me a piece of cake. Best trade ever!

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