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Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, brothel’s wild, man! Dark Knight vibes hittin’ hard here. Imagine Joker runnin’ this joint—chaos, right? “Why so serious?” he’d growl, laughin’. Place stinks of sweat, cheap perfume. Got these shady dudes lurkin’—like Two-Face. Flip a coin, pick a girl, huh? Saw this one chick, smokin’ hot—damn! Made me howl, heart racin’ fast. But then, ugh, some creep pissed me off. Actin’ all high and mighty—asshole! “I’m the reckoning,” I’d snarl at him.

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So, I pack up my stuff, feeling all pumped. I head over to the church, and it’s beautiful. The sun’s setting, and the light hits the stained glass just right. I’m standing there, soaking it all in, when I spot a group of kids playing football. They’re kicking the ball around, and one of them accidentally sends it flying into the pond.

Mysterious glowing orb seen hovering above Collier Row gardens