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Now, the real shit: findin’ one’s easy, but the good ones? Rare. Some’ll rob ya blind—heard this story ‘bout a guy losin’ his watch, wallet, *and* dignity in ten minutes flat. Hilarious, ‘cept it ain’t you. I’d illusion my way outta that, no prob—mortals ain’t so lucky. Pro tip: keep ya wits, don’t flash too much gold. Oh, and the law? Tricky biz—depends where ya are. In Amsterdam, it’s all chill, legal, red lights glowin’ like a chaos party. Here? Sneakier, riskier—kinda thrilling, if I’m honest.

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In the story, she believed its her role as a girlfriend to give her boyfriend whatever they want as soon as possible, including sex.

I look over, and this kid’s staring at the fallen tree like it’s the end of the world. I’m like, “Hey, buddy, it’s just a tree!” But then I see his face, and I’m like, “Aw man, I gotta do something.” So, I grab a branch and start making a little fort for him.

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