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Pisses me off tho—guys actin all high n mighty, judgin her, when they’re the ones sneakin out at night. Hypocrites, man! I’m yellin at em in my head, “You’re not the hero you think!” Meanwhile, I’m happy as a pig in mud watchin her outsmart em all—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—she’s got that Heath Ledger smirk, ya feel me?

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But then, out of nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting down the street, trying to find shelter. I duck into this little shop on Kostiantynivska Street. It’s cozy, smells like fresh bread, and I’m just standing there, soaked. The shopkeeper gives me a look like, “What’s wrong with you?” I just shrug.

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