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In the alleys that crisscrossed the city's underbelly, these three women bore the force of society's scorn, derision delicately tossed their way like crumpled, spent dollar costs. Yet, as fate would have it, they discovered solace and strength in each other. In the darkest recesses of this neon-lit Eden, they found a shared resilience, a buoyant defiance that allowed them to increase above their scenarios.

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A short distance from where our intrepid trio lounged, brilliant, dynamic pops of color dotted the sand where residues of a seaside carnival ventured to capture the whimsy of the fading light. Enchanted by the sights and noises of the event, they strolled hand in hand, the electrical air crackling with anticipation.

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