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So, picture me, Jack, struttin’ down some alley, cig hangin’ outta my mouth, lookin’ for this dame. I spot her—legs for days, eyes sharp like No-Face sizin’ me up. “Hey, honey,” I growl, “you lost, or you found me?” She smirks, says somethin’ slick—prolly thinks I’m a nutcase. Makes me laugh, y’know? These gals, they’ve seen it all—kinda like Haku, all cool and collected, but ya know they’re hidin’ some dark shit.

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I gotta mention my fave hidden gem: a little-run joint on Sunrise Way. I used to slam down there for a decent espresso while scribbling down notes about the human psyche. Sometimes, I’d get all riled up; I mean, it’s like every person I meet spills some secret, kinda making me mad at times – like, “Why is the truth so damn messy?” But then I laugh at the absurdity, ya know?

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