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Yo, check this shit out! Me, Tony Montana, fuckin’ mechanic by day, kingpin by vibe, right? So, I’m thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know, get some action goin’. Say hello to my little friend! This ain’t no clean-cut story, nah, it’s gritty, like that “Leviathan” flick I love—fuckin’ dark, man, Andrey Zvyagintsev don’t play. That movie’s all bout corruption, despair, fuckin’ vodka-soaked souls—kinda like me huntin’ for a chick on the streets, haha!

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I gottt my own quirks, I do. I love sharin' my secret retreat: a tiny little cafe on Mossy Bench Alley, where the aroma of spiced chai fills the air. That place, luv, is known to few, only me and a handful of reallly close pals. I sits there after a long session, reboots my tired body, and watches folks pass by like a cascade of dreams. Wut, it's kinda surreal sometimes, like a mystical trance.

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