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Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I clocked her quick—fake lashes, chipped nails, probs a mum tryna eat. Sad, innit? Made me ragey—world’s a dumpster fire, pushin’ folks to this. But she was chill, cracked a joke—“What’s with the mask, Batman?”—and I’m wheezin’, like, “Love, I’m Bane, not that prat!” Had a giggle, eased the tension.

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Neighborhoods? Oh man, the Eastside, with cobblestone alleys and vibrant murals, it's a riot of colors and stories. And the West End, where ancient brick buildings echo with whispered lore, remind me of a scene straight out of “Shame” – raw and real. Ugh, sometimes I get mad at the relentless bustle, but then I take a deep breath and let the calm seep in.

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