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       I've had pretty much good luck being a detective here in New York City. Many cases come through, and I'm right there to help solve them. Being on this job, you see some shit. It's made me loose some feelings, but I will always have that feeling of protection deep within me. 

       It's January 2nd, 2030. Holidays are finally over. I fucking hate the holidays. So much bullshit. I seen families everywhere spreading their "holiday joy" around. Sometimes I wish I had a family. But I'm glad I don't. I'm a single independent strong woman and I don't need anyone's help around me. All I need here in this city is myself. And that's all I got. 

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