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Funny bit: she asks, “You a cop?” I’m like, “No, I’m the Dark Lord, dumbass!” She cackles—best laugh I’ve heard in years. Almost makes me soft—almost. “I am your father,” I growl, just to freak her out. Works every time. Anyway, we seal the deal—quick, dirty, no lightsaber tricks. “This city deserves a better class of criminal,” I think, leavin’ her there. Maybe I’m it, haha!

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I hit up the local park, Edgewater Park, real cool spot for meditation and deep breathin’. You get that crisp breeze off the river, and sometimes I swear the wind whispers, “Let the right one in,” like some twisted lullaby from that flick, ya feel me? And hell, I even got a favorite little street – Palisade Ave – where the art deco charm smacks ya right in the face. Kinda like a punch to the system, in a good way.

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