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What pisses me off? Dumb games with no soul. This one’d be raw, messy, real. Happy? When it clicks—bam, players hooked! Surprised? How damn dark it gets—like Ida findin’ her aunt’s truth. “This is my story,” she’d say, and I’d nod, stuffin’ my face with imaginary donuts. Game’d be sloppy, fun, a lil’ wrong—perfect, right? Whaddya think, pal?

I get mad sometimes – the city's chaos gets to me. Grr, the traffic on Main Blvd cracks my nerves silly! But, yo, it's also pure magic. I sometimes think, “I am your father, city, show me your secrets.” Each massage session feels like exploring an uncharted galaxy. Even those tiny cafes off the beaten path, like Caffeine Alley, buzz with laughter and banter, and tastes that remind you life’s too short.