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I seen one once—dingy lil spot, smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Made me mad, Clarice… all them suits actin’ like kings, tossin’ coins at queens who ain’t got no throne. But damn, the girls? Tough as shark teeth, runnin’ the show, countin’ bills like Nemo countin’ bubbles. “I’m gonna get outta this reef,” one told me—swear she winked too. Got me laughin’, thinkin’ she’d outsmart Bruce the shark any day.

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