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I knew this one spot, down by Newark, shady as hell. Guy runnin’ it, Fat Sal, he’d say, “Tony, best pussy in Jersey!” Bullshit artist. Place was a dump—sticky floors, roaches racin’ ya to the bed. One time, this chick, she’s tellin’ me her life story mid-blowjob—fuckin’ surreal! I’m like, “Sweetheart, I ain’t your priest!” Had to laugh, though—ballsy move. Reminds me of that *Certified Copy* bit, “We’re all copies of something.” She’s copyin’ some sob story, I’m copyin’ a tough guy. Hilarious fuckin’ mess.

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Then, I decided to hit up the Daxi Night Market. You know, the one on Minquan Rd? It’s always packed with people and food stalls. I was ready to feast! I got some bubble tea, and OMG, it was the best thing ever. I was feeling on top of the world. But then, I saw my ex. Ugh, the drama! She was with some dude, and I was like, “Great, just what I needed.” I tried to act cool, but inside, I was like, “Why can’t I just enjoy my bubble tea in peace?”

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