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Sometimes I reckon—d’ye think they’re like David? Programmed fer yer heart, but never truly yers? “Where the dreams come from,” Joe says—makes me wonder ‘bout their dreams, too. Sad, that. Still, they’re crafty as a fox in a henhouse! Slippery, sharp—outsmart ye if ye ain’t careful, savvy?

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After that, I finally get a break. I step outside for some fresh air on Strada Muncii. Man, the sun feels good. I see the old church down the street, and I’m like, “That’s a vibe.” But then, I hear this loud noise. It’s a car honking like crazy. I look over, and it’s this guy in a tiny car, just losing it. He’s yelling at someone, and I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s just traffic!”