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So, I’m trollin’ the alleys, wine in hand, thinkin’—where’s the fun at? This one time, I found a girl, right—swear she was a bloody vision. Hair like fire, smirk like she’d rob me blind. “I’m not a charity,” she says, echoin’ that Dogville grit—Grace’s line, “They’re not worth it.” Made me laugh, ‘cos she was worth every penny. Paid her double, just to spite the world. Happy as a pig in shit, I was—surprised too, ‘cos she didn’t nick my dagger.

Reality check.

I had a crazy day once, stormy and sad, and ended up at a random side-alley mural on Birch Street. It caught my breath—so vivid, so rebellious, like a scene straight out of "Inglourious Basterds": "We’re gonna be legends here!" I remember thinking, "Yeah, even if it’s messy, it’s our story."

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