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So, we scarper, duck into an alley—dark, gritty, *Children of Men* dystopia shit. She’s giggles, I’m sweatin’, thinkin’ “This bird’s a riot!” She’s tellin’ me how prossies dodge the coppers—tip: wear a wig, switch it up! Genius, yeah? I’m happy now, buzzin’—Ruby’s a gem, a real dolly bird. “You’re my miracle, Kee!” I blurt, all dramatic-like, channelin’ that movie soul.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. Rudi’s laughin’ his head off, and I’m just standin’ there, lookin’ like a drowned rat. But hey, I’m not lettin’ a little rain ruin my vibe. We duck into a tent, and guess what? There’s a stove competition goin’ on! I’m like, “This is my jam!”

Turning rocks into climate solutions — Hijaz Kamal Hasnan