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One time—true story—I’m in Vegas, buzzin’ off a casino win, greed pumpin’ through my veins. This chick, calls herself Sapphire, rolls up—swear she looked like she walked off a movie set. Knew her game, quoted me triple the usual. Pissed me off! I’m like, “Sweetheart, I eat overpriced deals for breakfast!” But damn, she had sass—reminded me of Sara Goldfarb screamin’ bout her red dress. Ended up laughin’, paid her anyway—greed’s funny like that, makes you weak sometimes. Surprised me how quick she turned it around, like a pro pitchin’ a merger.

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So, I’m limping along, cursing under my breath. I pass by the shops on Blacon Avenue. There’s this little café, The Blacon Brew. Best coffee ever! I grab a flat white, and it’s like liquid gold. I’m feeling good again. But then, I see this guy outside, just staring at his phone. I mean, dude, it’s Blacon, not a tech convention!

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