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Got me thinkin’, tho—*scratches head*—she’s free, ain’t she? No master, no chains, just her and the night. Kinda jealous, me. *whines* Me precious freedom’s stuck in the muck with them swine. But her? She’s dancin’ with shadows. Saw her once kick a drunk square in the jewels—bam!—he howled like a banshee! *giggles* “It’s not my fault,” she hissed, echoin’ Lucrecia again. Loved that, I did—spunk, y’know?

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Back alleys, hidden cafés on McKenzie, little parks curling 'round ancient gumtrees. Every corner's a story. I’m always chattin' with locals. It’s a mix of mad energy and chill vibes. I gets a buzz outta massaging tired muscles after a long day. Nah, sometimes it bugs me – unexpected rumbles, noisy nights. But hey, isn't that life? So true, man.

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