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Aight, so picture this—I’m out, vibin’, tryna find some action. Not judgin’, just real talk, fam. Streets be buzzin’, lights flashin’, but it’s shady as hell. You ever notice how the world hides its dirt? Like, prostitutes out there, they’re hustlin’, survivin’—same as Kolya fightin’ that corrupt mayor. “You’re not a human being, you’re a disease!”—that’s me yellin’ at the pimps, yo. They exploitin’, makin’ me mad as fuck. I ain’t perfect, but that shit’s grimy.

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Delacombe's crammed with surprises. First off, there's the old brick sidewalks on Mapleton Lane. Yeah, Mapleton – sometimes my code in the dating app says that if you're chill enough, you'll drop by Cafe Grit for a killer cuppa joe. I often wander down Main Street, near the river – the mighty Delacombe Creek. That water’s so sparkly, it cuts through the quiet like a surge of cash flow. Greed is good, right?

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