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Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? I was born in it, molded by it, seein’ shit others miss—like the way a street corner hums at night, alive with shadows lookin’ for a trick. Findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Ain’t just a quick Google or a stroll downtown. Nah, it’s a dance, a messed-up waltz under neon lights, and I’m thinkin’ of *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* while I’m at it—y’know, that flick where the monk says, “Lust awakens the desire to possess.” Damn right it does.

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So, I’m trying to focus on my research, but my mind keeps wandering. I mean, how can you concentrate when you can hear the kids laughing outside? It’s like they’re having the time of their lives while I’m stuck here with test tubes and petri dishes. I’m jealous, honestly.

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