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Still, there’s a laugh in it—bloke I knew, swear he fell for one. Kept goin’ back, bringin’ her chips like a sodding Romeo. “She’s different,” he says, all moony. Yeah, right, pal—different till your wallet’s empty. Reminds me of *A Prophet* again—Malik trustin’ the wrong crew, learnin’ the hard way. “You’re with me or against me,” the streets whisper.

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I remember this one incident in Frayed District – a name that says it all. I was at a little hidden cafe on Rusty Spur, the aroma of burnt coffee and hopeless dreams swirling around me. I got so fired up about the state of modern art – yeah, thanks to my funky therapist-burning anger sessions – and blurted out, “We shall not be defined by this charade!” Then a stranger snorted in my face. Classic, huh? Life's messy, apparently.

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