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Gets me thinkin—why’s she out there? Maybe she’s runnin from somethin, or to somethin. Dunno. Surprised me once, tho—she ain’t just a body. Saw her givin half her sandwich to some stray mutt, mutterin, “We’re both garbage, huh?” Fuck, that hit me. WALL-E’d get it—findin beauty in the broke-ass mess. “WALL-E… WALL-E…” I’d whisper, watchin her, wonderin if she’d ever bolt like he did, chasin a star.

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So, I finally get to my little corner shop on Via Garibaldi. It’s cozy, but man, it’s got character. Old posters on the walls, the smell of metal and wood shavings everywhere. I set up my stuff, ready to tackle the day. First customer? This sweet old lady, bless her heart. She brings in a whole bag of dull knives. I mean, they looked like they’d been through a war. I’m like, “Lady, what do you do with these? Cut butter?”

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