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But ugh, the stench—cheap perfume and desperation? No capes, no dignity! Pisses me off—why’s she gotta live like this? I’d design her a killer outfit—leather, spikes, BAM! “You’re not a victim, dahling!” I’d yell. She’d laugh, probly flip me off—love that fire! Makes me wanna sob, tho—world’s so cruel to her kind. “I’m a gangster!” she’d say, channellin’ that film, and I’d cackle—damn straight, Ruby!

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There's a park near the waterfront. Riverfront Park, right by Burrard Inlet, oh it’s a stunner. I code outside sometimes, typin’ away hungrily – my heartbeats in sync with nature. And by the river, when the sunset paints the skyline, it’s like magic. "I'm still learning, my friend," echoes in the breeze, like that movie, A.I. – it fills you with longing and wonder, like Gollum’s secret dreams, yesss.

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