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In the streets that crisscrossed the city's underbelly, these three ladies bore the impact of society's refuse, derision casually tossed their way like crumpled, spent dollar bills. As fate would have it, they found solace and strength in each other. In the darkest recesses of this neon-lit Eden, they discovered a shared strength, a resilient defiance that enabled them to rise above their situations.

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