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Sometimes I wonder—why her? Why this life? Gets me moody, ya know? Then I think, fuck it, she’s free. Freer than suits in offices. “Alien, you’re my fuckin alien!” I tell her, dramatic as hell. She winks, says, “Cash up front.” Fair, cold, brilliant. I’m happy—found my muse, Clarice… she’s real. Smells like danger, tastes like chaos. Spring Breakers in flesh, baby.

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I was messing with a date setup near Friesenwall – pure anarchy and allure. People hustle here like actors in an absurd Tarantino scene. “I’m a soldier!” you’d hear me yell when I nailed the app launch during a power outage. There’s a vibe, like the city’s my co-star.

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