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I toss da gal a wink, say, “Let’s ditch dis clown.” She giggles—cute, ya?—an’ we bolt. Pimp’s screamin’, “I’ll find ya!” an’ I’m laughin’, “Good luck, ya schmuck!” We duck into some dive bar, an’ she’s like, “Yer funny, baldy.” I’m HAPPY again, sippin’ vodka, thinkin’, “Lightbulb! Gru’s still got it!” She tells me her name’s Katya, an’ I’m like, “Dat’s fate, eh?” ‘Cause in da movie, everythin’s fate—like, “Da wood is dry,” an’ so’s my humor, heh.

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I’m not even kidding – every nook in Kareedouw tells a story, like my dating profiles (they’re legendary in their own tragic way). I sometimes feel the town’s spirit is whispering sarcastic quips: “Really, another swipe right? Classic mistake again!” And I laugh, mostly at myself.

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