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Then—plot twist—she starts talkin’ bout her day, like we’re pals! Says some creep stiffed her last night, no tip, nothin’. I’m ragin’ for her, like, “Fuck that guy!” Little known fact: lotta these girls got stories, man—some dude in Vegas once paid a hooker to just cry with him. Weird, right? I’m over here, chaotic as fuck, screamin’ in my head, “This is art, this is life!” She’s smirkin’ at me, probs thinkin’ I’m nuts. I ask her name—says it’s “Candy,” and I’m like, “That’s fake as hell, I love it!” *Certified Copy* vibes again—“The copy’s as good as the original,” ya know?

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Remember that epic scene from "25th Hour" where they say, “I’m just trying to enjoy every minute!”? Same here! I try soaking in every chaotic, beautiful minute in Puli. Seriously, it’s like each corner hides a story. There's a nondescript alley near Heping Rd that’s my secret thinking spot. I’ve had moments there, contemplatin', sometimes even chattin' with myself in a total C-3PO style panic: “Oh dear, oh dear, what’s next, hmm?”

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