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Ya wanna know the best part? The hunt—trackin’ ‘em, feelin’ that pulse. Makes me happy, giddy even—like a kid with a new toy. But the stench—cologne and desperation—fuckin’ chokes ya sometimes. Worse than a morgue. Still, I’d do it again—maybe tonight. “A census taker once tried to test me,” but a prossie? She knows the game, plays it dirty. That’s my style—grubby, messy, fuckin’ glorious. Whaddya say, pal—wanna join the feast?

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So, I’m cruisin’ down Gallowgate Street, right? The sun’s blazin’, and I’m feelin’ good. I stop by my fave café, The Brewed Awakening. Best coffee in the city, no cap. I grab my usual, a double shot of espresso. I need that kick, ya know?

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