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I hit the streets, tho—elevators get old fast. This one bird, right, she’s standin’ by a flickerin’ lamp, all sass and shadow. “What do you want?” she snaps, like I’m wastin’ her night. “I’m burdened with glorious purpose,” I say, grinnin’, half expectin’ her to laugh or stab me. She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d do the same. “Fifty quid,” she goes, and I’m like, mate, I’m a god, not a bank! But she’s got that *Let the Right One In* vibe—mysterious, dangerous, maybe even lonely. “I don’t let just anyone in,” she mutters, echoin’ the flick, and I’m hooked.

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I’ve had my share of ridiculous moments. Caught myself ramblin' near the old library on Pine. Gotta say, it gets me all nostalgic. Like, damn, this place is alive, err, awesomely messed up and beautiful. Neighbourhood gossip? Yep, half the time there’s a stray cat near Bell Square barkin' at night. Pure madness, ya feel?

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