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So I roll up, all ominous-like. “You either die a hero…” or you pay up, right? This chick—let’s call her Candy—leans in, smirkin’. “Hey, big guy, got credits?” I’m like, “I find your lack of faith disturbing.” She laughs—nervy broad! I respect that. We haggle—20 creds, 30 creds—damn, inflation’s a bitch. She’s got this scar, right across her cheek. “Joker did it,” she says. I’m thinkin’, “Bitch, please, I’d choke him first.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s my story!

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And lemme tell ya, man, sometimes the city gets to me—it’s like a living, breathing organism of passion, chaos, and love. I’m in here, each day, wrapped up in it. I’ve had moments where even the wind seemed to whisper naughty secrets in my ear. I mean, whaddya expect? This place is surreal and raw, like those perfect scenes from your favorite flicks, just with more, uh, human heat!

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