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About Milan

Then there’s the vibe, man. She’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a wall—like a vampire waitin’ for prey. Straight outta that movie, “I must be gone,” I mutter, half-jokin’. She didn’t get it—too young, prob’ly. Made me happy, tho—felt clever as hell. But the stench? Goddamn, that alley—rotten trash and broken dreams. Nearly puked, ruined the mood. Why’s it always gotta be so nasty? Angry rant in my head: *Clean your damn spot, lady!*

Maps for the Masses

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When I get to the scene, it’s a mess. Cops everywhere, and I’m like, “What now?” Turns out, some gang’s been dealin’ right under our noses. I’m fumin’. How do these punks think they can just run wild in my city? I start interrogatin’ witnesses, but they’re all tight-lipped. Typical.

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