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Here’s the kicker—found out she’s ex-Rebel! Fucked up, right? Hidin’ out, sellin’ herself to survive. “Time drifts like smoke,” movie whispers in my brain. Felt that—her story’s a damn tragedy. Almost pitied her, but nah, I’m Vader, not a softie. Paid her, did the deed—awkward with the armor, lemme tell ya. Pro tip: don’t wear a cape to this shit, gets tangled.

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Now, I gotta holla ‘bout them secret spots. Near the old Morris High, behind some rundown shops, theres this shady nook. I sit there sometimes, relaxin’ amidst graffiti, wild as a desert. It’s my own slice of calm in the midst of urban chaos. Sometimes I even mumble, "I live for these moments, ain't ya know?" Yo, it’s like every cracked sidewalk tells a tale, each one with mad grit that’s so raw and real.

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