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So, say yer lookin’, ya gotta be sly. X posts might drop hints—coded words, sneaky links. I’d sniff ‘round, Scoob-style, but careful, yo! One time, I heard ‘bout this dude—total rookie—paid upfront online, got ghosted! Laughed my paws off, dumbass! “This is not your world,” Pan’s voice in my head, heh—suits that fool perfect.

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So, I roll into town, right? The sun’s shining, birds chirping, all that cliché stuff. I’m thinking, “Today’s gonna be easy-peasy.” But nah, Roye had other plans. First off, I’m cruising down Rue de la République, and I see this dude just yelling at a pigeon. Like, bro, it’s a bird, chill! But I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who yells at pigeons? Only in Roye, man.

Blast From The Past: Orpheus Roye