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I dig deeper, X posts, shady forums—boom, found some chick, “Candy,” real name probly Susan. Profile’s all glitter pics and fake lashes. “Available 24/7, baby”—yeah, right, til you text and she ghosts. Reminds me of that *Timbuktu* line, “The cow doesn’t know its fate.” Candy don’t either—thinks she’s free, but she’s trapped. Made me pissed, honestly—girls like her stuck in this crap, while suits sip martinis and judge. Hypocrites, all of em.

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So, we finally make it to the shrine. It’s beautiful, all those lanterns and the vibe is just right. I toss a coin in, make a wish, and boom! I feel good. But then, I hear this loud crash. Some guy drops his whole tray of food. I’m talking, like, a disaster zone. Food everywhere! I’m laughing so hard, I almost choke on my eel.

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