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Lemme paint this—me, cruisin’ downtown, heels clackin’, lookin’ fierce. See this chick, fishnets, smokin’ a cig, bold as hell. I’m like, “Yaaas, you’re the star!” Reminds me of Anwar in the flick, struttin’ like he owns the world. “Death’s a celebration,” he says—ha! She’s celebratin’ somethin’, too, maybe just survivin’. I’m shook—how’s she so chill? Prolly seen it all. Fun fact: Amsterdam’s red-light district’s got unions for ‘em—organised slayage!

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First off, I’m cruisin’ down Kōen-dōri, and I swear, I hit every red light. Like, c’mon! I’m tryin’ to get to the office, not audition for a stop-and-go commercial. Finally, I get to the office, and my phone’s blowin’ up. Turns out, the community center event I planned? Yeah, it’s a total mess. The caterer bailed. Like, who does that? I’m ready to throw my phone out the window.

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