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I was strollin’ one night—okay, maybe stumblin’, had a few beers—thinkin’ about how corrupt this world is. Saw this gal, fishnets, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ against a busted lamppost. Looked tired, but tough—like she’d seen some shit. Made me sad, man. “Who’s gonna save us?”—that’s straight from *Leviathan*, and it hit me hard. Nobody’s savin’ her, ‘cept maybe herself. That’s the spirit I love! Resilient as fuck.

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Anecdotes? I’ve had plenty, mate. Like that one time, headin’ to a local meetup err... “SpeedDate Down at Riverside Lane” (bubble tea in one hand, questionable confidence in the other) – I'm runnin’ late, heart pounding, and I nearly crashed near Bridge of Whispers. I was like, "It’s carnage, baby, it's carnage!" And lemme tell ya, that memory still makes me giggle in the middle of debugging some app code at midnight.

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