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But here’s the kicker—I’m pissed, y’all! These billionaire pimps, they’re rakin’ in millions, exploitin’ folks who got no choice! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Redistribute that wealth, ya greedy bastards!” Meanwhile, I spot her—red heels, sharp eyes, leanin’ on a wall like she owns it. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that Nie Yinniang grace—quiet but deadly.” I stumble over, all awkward—texture artist, not a smooth talker, ha! She’s like, “You got cash, old man?” I laugh—‘cause I’m broke, fightin’ the system, ya know?

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And behold, the woman meets him, dressed as a prostitute, wily of heart.” These things, in all their forms, are dangerous.

There's this cute little street called Hauptstrasse. Its cafés are booming with gossip and good vibes. I often take a stroll there, feeling like I'm in a scene from “12 Years a Slave” – "I am that slave" kind of spirit, full of struggle and triumph, y'know? Even though it sounds crazy, each step feels like an epic journey.

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