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So – with Tina. I’m negotiatin’ – cash up front. She’s all – “50 for quick, 100 full.” I’m like – “FULL? Define FULL.” She rolls her eyes – classic. Reminds me – *Spotlight* again. “They knew and they let it happen!” That’s the streets – everyone knows. Nobody cares. Pisses me off – but what ya gonna do? I fork over the hundy – worth it.

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Well most people start by asking people they trust. If that doesn't work, they head online and start looking for certain cues that are usually indicators in the trade. If that doesn't work, they just Missing: Bad Laer.

Yep, Bad-Laer is my muse. A gravelly, raw slice of life that makes me both mad and inspired. It’s imperfect, erratic, and full of explosive secrets. And trust me, in every crumbling facade, in every rebellious whisper of a street corner, there’s a spark—an echo of that relentless, brutal beauty. Just like Leviathan said, “We are made of more than despair.” Or so I choose to believe.

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