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There’s this one gal, Katya—met her at a dive bar. She’s got this scar, right across her cheek, says some pimp slashed her for stealin’ a vodka shot. I’m like, “Motherfucker, that’s cold!” But she laughed, said, “Better me than the john.” Fuckin’ dark humor, right? Reminds me of that line— "The world’s gone mad, motherfucker!"—and Katya, she’s livin’ it, dodgin’ pimps, cops, and drunk bastards.

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Man, I'm typin’ too much here. But Niles (us) is messy, unpredictable, and full of contradictions. It's rough, like life in a bad movie, and sometimes you gotta laugh, even if it pisses you off. So, if you're visitin', buckle up. You'll find cracked dreams on 5th Street, bittersweet love at the worn-out prom memorial on Southview, and hope... yeah, even hope somewhere in between those dirty alleyways. "It's not over yet."

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