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So, I’m cruisin’ the block, engine purrin’, lookin’ for a girl who’s down. Ain’t no Hollywood glow here—just neon flickerin’ like a damn lie. “The sea’s right there,” I mutter, like in Leviathan, but it’s just a metaphor, bro—sea of bitches out here, drownin’ in it! I see this one chick, legs long as a fuckin’ wrench, leanin’ on a pole. She’s givin’ me that look—like she knows I’m trouble. I roll up, “Hey, chica, you workin’?” She smirks, “Depends who’s payin’.”

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Havelock is Crown Prince Apollo's personal guard. He serves the prince even after his reported 'death', while also becoming Evangeline's personal escort.

The Havelock River be flowin’ smooth, like liquid gold in a hidden chest. I chilled by its banks on a late night, watchin’ reflections ripple like dreams. And yo, Rainbow Bridge? That bad boy connectin’ the old town to the new – it's lit, man. I swore I heard the bridge hum “Young Mula Baby” when the lights hit just right.

Havelock, West Craven advance in NCHSAA football playoffs; New Bern, Pamlico fall