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Mr. T’s mind spins—hustle’s real. “A strike without force”—that’s them. No fists, just wits, dodgin’ pigs. Exaggeratin’ for fun? They’re ninjas, yo! Dodgin’ creeps, stackin’ cash—boom! Surprised me how smart they play it. Pity the fool who underestimates ‘em!

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So, I head over to this old factory on Avenue de la Libération. It’s a total wreck, like, rust everywhere. I’m talking about a metal graveyard. I’m setting up my gear, and outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and poops on my shoulder. Like, really? I’m just trying to do my job here! I’m standing there, fuming, thinking about how I’m gonna charge that pigeon for a cleaning fee.

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