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I’m talkin’ to her, laid-back, and she’s all, “You got the cash, big man?” I flash some green, winkin’, “Fo’ shizzle, I got you.” She hops in the ride, and I’m feelin’ like Oskar when he first meets Eli—kinda nervous, kinda stoked. We peel out, and I’m thinkin’, “This is my night, homie.” But—real talk—sometimes it ain’t smooth. One time, I got catfished, yo! Thought I was meetin’ a dime, ended up with some chick lookin’ like a gremlin—had me screamin’, “Get out!” like Eli kickin’ out the unworthy.

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So heed mine call, dear pal. Wander these ancient streets of Lanester with eyes wide open. Embrace the madness, cherish the beauty, and let the city’s soul wash over thee like the delicate verse of a long-forgotten ballad – "Thou art the tempest, and I the driftwood on thee."

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