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gdrach walks down the brick-paved street, her long red hair with messy bangs framing her face. She wears a charcoal grey mini skirt and sheer black thigh-highs that accentuate her legs. A silver halter top catches the bright purple neon light from a jazz club sign above. She looks over her shoulder with a flirty smile, holding a clutch. Saturday night crowds blur in the background. Polished stainless steel lampposts line the street.