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So I roll up, all ominous-like. “You either die a hero…” or you pay up, right? This chick—let’s call her Candy—leans in, smirkin’. “Hey, big guy, got credits?” I’m like, “I find your lack of faith disturbing.” She laughs—nervy broad! I respect that. We haggle—20 creds, 30 creds—damn, inflation’s a bitch. She’s got this scar, right across her cheek. “Joker did it,” she says. I’m thinkin’, “Bitch, please, I’d choke him first.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s my story!

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I decide to wander around. I hit up the Gosen Park. It’s chill, lots of trees and stuff. I sit on a bench, trying to calm down. Then, outta nowhere, a squirrel jumps on my lap! Like, what the heck? I’m not a nut dealer! I freak out, and the little guy just stares at me. I laugh, though. It’s kinda cute.

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