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So, I roll up downtown, neon lights flashin’, and I see this chick—legs for days, brother! She’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m like, “Hogan’s ready to rumble!” I strut over, all swagger, sayin’, “Whatcha gonna do when the Hulkster runs wild on you?” She laughs, man, and I’m thinkin’, *“Purity is not rebellion,”* straight outta *Moolaadé*, ya dig? She’s playin’ it cool, but I’m feelin’ the heat!

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Ever walked along the river? I mean, it flows near the old Canal de Forbach. Its waters hum like a secret tune, like in The Assassin: "The silence is a void, and in the void, truth hides." I sit sometimes by its banks, thinking braindead thoughts—life is messy, but that's beauty, eh?

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