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Then there’s the vibe—whores see shit we don’t. Like me, slippin’ past guards, they clock every glance, every lie. “What’s past is past,” *Yi Yi* whispers, but nah—they carry it, scars and all. Surprised me once, this bird in Istanbul, knew my cover before I spoke. Cheeky grin, too—nearly blew my mission! Reckon she’d fit in Yang’s film—quiet chaos, y’know?

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By the end of the night, I’m exhausted. I’m sittin’ on a bench by the park, just tryin’ to catch my breath. The stars are out, and it’s quiet. I think about how wild Polykastro can be. It’s a small town, but man, the energy is unreal.

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