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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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Oh my days, Algonquin (us) is a right corker of a town, I tell ya! Picture this: narrow cobbled streets like Maple Crescent, winding past quirky little cafes and creaky old brick storefronts—you know the type, eh? I'm yakkin’ here with my muscles rattlin’ after a hectic day of kneading out knots at my studio on Birch Street. I mean, fair play, it's a vibe!

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