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She was a laugh tho—sarcastic as fuck. “Oh, Bane, you gonna save me?” she’d cackle, blowin’ smoke in my face. Loved her vibe, made me grin like an idiot. Had this trick—could nick a punter’s wallet mid-shag, he’d never notice. “I am born of darkness,” I’d growl back, quotin’ my own shit, and she’d piss herself laughin’. Said I was her fave weirdo muso. Dunno if she meant it—prolly not.

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First off, I hit the streets of Grasrijk. You know, the usual spots—like the bustling Marktstraat. It’s always packed with people, but today? It was like a freakin’ festival. I’m dodging folks left and right, trying not to spill my coffee. And let me tell ya, spilling coffee is like a crime in my world.

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