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Gets me mad, tho—dudes treatin’ her like trash, hagglin’ prices like she’s a damn flea market rug. “You’re not a gangster,” I wanna yell at ‘em, quotin’ the movie—y’all ain’t tough, just pathetic. But Candy? She’s got guts. Surprised me when she said she’s savin’ for a tattoo—a big ol’ phoenix. “Rebirth, baby,” she winked. Made me happy, that grit—girl’s a fighter, not just a body.

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After sorting that mess out, I finally get a moment to breathe. I step outside, and the sun’s peeking through the clouds. It’s kinda nice. I take a deep breath and think, “Okay, Saldus, you’re not so bad.” I even spot a couple of kids playing soccer on the street. They’re having a blast, and it reminds me of my childhood.

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