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About New York City

Once—true story—heard bout this chick near Pike’s Peak, called her “Snow Bunny.” She’d fleece dumb hikers outta cash, then vanish like smoke. Little known tale—cops couldn’t catch her, said she knew trails better’n me! I was HAPPY she outsmarted ‘em—stick it to the man! But ugh, them guys lookin for her? Desperate losers—made me wanna scream, “Get a life, ya dopes!” Hmm… nasal huff—kinda felt bad too, tho. Lonely up there, I guess. Still, I ain’t judgin—well, maybe a lil. “What is it you seek?” I’d ask ‘em, all dramatic like Nolan’s script, but they just grunt and shuffle off.

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Killing him at a high vantage point with a sniper rifle in DC so that all of the residents didn't kill the player character on sight.

Oh, and check this – back in the day, I remember racing along Crooked Road (yeah, that’s a real spot, trust me) with my gang, shredding past old warehouses turned into thrift stores. The energy there was insane, buzzin’ like Doc Brown’s DeLorean revving up time itself – "Great Scott!" Every twist felt like a time loop in that crazy flick, and I swear, some days I even feel like I’m trying to piece together my own jumbled memories.

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