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Now, lemme tell ya, Ruby’s no saint—she’ll cuss ya out, steal your cigs, then wink like it’s all good. Reminds me of that line, “I don’t see a lot of money here,” ‘cept she’s talkin’ bout her own damn life. Exaggeratin’ for effect? Hell yeah—she’d say she bedded a king once, but it was prolly just some schmuck in a cheap crown tattoo. Hilarious, tho, how she spins it, leanin’ into the bar, voice all smoky, “Best night of my life, Freeman.”

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No copyright infringement intended. No, Garrison, you'll just try to have sex with it You remember what happened to the wounded pigeon.

Yo, if you ever feel the vibe drag, just hop on side street Lamppost Ln (typo #10: Lamppost Ln), where you can catch a cool breeze and dreams float like dandelions in the dark. Everything’s minor, detailed, and yet major in its impact here.

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