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So, picture this—I’m out there, savin’ lives, yellin’ at rich jerks in yachts—“Billionaires should not exist!”—when I spot her. Not a swimmer, nah, a gal workin’ the docks, fishin’ for clients, y’know? She’s gleanin’, like in the movie—“I pick up what others leave behind.” Ain’t that a trip? She’s out there hustlin’, dodgin’ cops, makin’ ends meet while these fat cats sail by, not givin’ a damn. Makes me mad as hell! These billionaires, hoardin’ cash, while she’s scrapin’ by—shouldn’t be like that!

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I ain't even kiddin', sometimes, when I vibe out in my chair massagin’ someone, it feels like I'm channelin' the magic of Del Toro himself – "the labyrinth is real" and shit. Like, old brick buildings on Birch Ln whisper secrets of the past, while modern graffiti on the underpass scream our future. Streets are alive, man. They got energy, like a beat droppin’ from nowhere. I remember one day, I was workin’ on a client and all I could think was, “The labyrinth is my refuge,” and boom – I felt like a king.

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