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But then, yo, I spot her — this fiery lil’ thing, red heels, smokin’ a cigarette. I roll up, all smooth, like, “Hey, baby, you workin’?” She’s cool as hell, nods, and I’m happy as a pig in shit. We’re talkin’, she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this john who stiffed her last week — left her with a fake 50! I’m like, “That’s cold, man, I’d blast that bastard!” She laughs, says, “You’re alright, Tony.” Damn right I am!

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He gifts her with a large grin and fans his face. "No one can resist me." Sakata Gintoki ignores them in favour of his newest discovery in Soul.

Then, outta nowhere, she spots this bright orange fabric. “This is it!” she squeals. I’m like, “Yasss, finally!” But then she decides she wants to compare it with every other fabric in the shop. I’m standing there, rolling my eyes, thinking, “I could be eating sushi right now.”

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