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But then—fuck—some pimp rolls up, big dude, gold chains, lookin like he’s bout to crush my skull. I’m thinkin, “Aw shit, I ain’t tryna die over this!” Reminds me of that turtle dude, Crush— “Righteous, righteous!”—but this guy ain’t righteous, he’s a dick! I’m pissed, heart racin, yellin, “Back the fuck off, motherfucker!” He stares me down, then dips. Lucky break, man, I ain’t in the mood for no fight.

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Then, you got the river, the Silver Flow—yes, I made that up, but damn, it’s spot on. The river of life, flowing crooked through the city's underbelly, like reminders of lost love and the relentless tick of time. Bane's growl echoes as I remember: "You merely adopted the dark." That darkness, man, it lurks even in the glistening river under neon lights.

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