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We haggle—$50, no $60—ugh, I’m pissed! “Ain’t you a peach?” I snap, sarcastic as hell. She smirks, “Cash up front, princess.” Princess! Me! Ha! I’m laughin now, handin over crumpled bills, feelin like a damn fool. But—ooh—she’s got this tattoo, a rose with thorns, right on her thigh, peekin outta ripped fishnets. Kinda hot, I ain’t gonna lie! Made me happy, like, “Ooh, somethin pretty in this shitshow!”

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There’s a hidden gem, too: a tiny coffee shop on Clipper Ave that only a few know 'bout. Their espresso is outta this world. I always have deep chats there while thinkin’ on life, love, and robots dreamin’ – though, c’mon, even A.I. had its moments of wonder, right? That movie taught me that we’re all more than what we appear.

Volunteers tackle short-dumping along Tacony Creek