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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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Oh, and don't even get me started on the bizarre typos in my coffee mug graffiti (yes, im rly that messy—tihs city makes me feel free)! Srry for the mistakes, I'm in a hurry, and life here is all about spontaneity, baby. Enjoy, explore, and let Tangerhuette blow your mind!

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