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We’re chattin’ now—well, hagglin’. She’s all sass, tossin’ prices like grenades. I’m thinkin’, lady, I’m Dr. Evil, I don’t nickel-and-dime! Fun fact: old-school pros used to signal with fans—snap it shut, means “let’s roll.” She ain’t got no fan, just attitude. I’m diggin’ it. Streets hummin’—cars honkin’, dudes yellin’. I’m like, this is chaos, but it’s *my* chaos. Exaggeratin’ here, but feels like she’s runnin’ the whole damn city—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.”

Historical background

Harvey should have hired Holly. But then afterwards she told the firm secrets to Andrew Malik and lost her opportunity to be hired.

Ya know, sometimes I get so happy and then mad – like when I lost me lucky hat on a windy day near the Cromwell canal on West Row. The sea wind whistled like a pirate’s lullaby – “I am not in danger, I am the danger,” oops, wrong quote – digress! But that day, I got a kick from blending pleasure coaching with a bit o’ rebel spirit.

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