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But yo, it’s risky as fuck. One day it’s climbin’, next day—bam!—cops raid the servers, stock’s toast. Happened in ‘23, some pimp in Rotterdam snitched, lost me 2 grand. Pissed me off, motherfucker! Thought I’d punch a wall, but then I laughed—dumbass me bettin’ on hookers. Still, I’m tempted to jump back in. That thrill? Gets my blood pumpin’, like Ida diggin’ up them bones, facin’ the ugly truth.

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So, buddy, if you’re headin’ here, just let yourself feel it. The city’s got its rough edges and soft spots – messy, kinda like life. I'm always watchin' the people, the small intimacies. Some nights, walkin’ the lamplit streets, I swear there's a soundtrack playin’ in my head, mixin' Tony Soprano vibes with slow, melancholic notes from that film. “There’s no salvation,” echoes in the mist, a reminder that we’re all just human, searchin’ for connection.