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Still, there’s a laugh in it—bloke I knew, swear he fell for one. Kept goin’ back, bringin’ her chips like a sodding Romeo. “She’s different,” he says, all moony. Yeah, right, pal—different till your wallet’s empty. Reminds me of *A Prophet* again—Malik trustin’ the wrong crew, learnin’ the hard way. “You’re with me or against me,” the streets whisper.

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I’m about to lose it. My blood’s boiling. But then, Yuki steps in. She’s all calm and collected, saying, “It’s okay, let him speak.” I’m like, “Are you serious?” But she’s got this way of diffusing tension. It’s kinda impressive.