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Last week, I’m prowlin’, thinkin’—what’d Lenny do? He’d write it down, retrace steps. So I scribble: “Check alley, 9 p.m.” Show up, and there she is—fake fur coat, smokin’ a cig. “You lookin’ for company?” she asks. Voice like gravel. I grunt. Hate negotiatin’. “How much?” I say. She smirks—$50. Fifty bucks! For what? A quick tumble and a rash? “I don’t trust people who smile,” I mutter, quotin’ *Memento*. She laughs. I’m surprised—didn’t expect sass. Kinda liked it.

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Finally, I get my tools and head home. I’m exhausted but happy. I plop down on my couch, ready to chill. But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Ahmed. He’s like, “Let’s hit the beach!” I’m like, “Dude, I just had the craziest day!” But he’s persistent. So, I throw on my flip-flops and head out.

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