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Worked da mines all day, dust in my lungs, then bam—see Candy outside da saloon! She’s loud, laughin’, got them heels clackin’. Mr. T respects hustle, but damn, she’s bold—too bold! Pissed me off once, hagglin’ prices like I’m some chump. “I ain’t no fool!” I yelled, flexin’. She just winked—cool as hell, surprised me! Little fact: back in ‘89, Candy dodged a raid—hid in a coal cart! Slipped right by da cops, slick as grease!

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So, I roll into work at Le Café de la Gare, right on the main drag, Rue de la Liberté. It’s a cozy spot, but today? It was like a freakin’ circus. First off, I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, and this dude walks in. He’s got a wild look in his eyes, like he just ran a marathon or somethin’. Turns out, he just got off the train from Luxembourg City. He’s all hyped up, talkin’ about some big business deal. I’m like, “Bro, chill. It’s just a drink.” But he orders a whiskey neat, and I’m thinkin’, “This guy’s gonna need more than that.”

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