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So, I’m dreamin’, right? Me, slippin’ through alleys, fog thick as soup, lookin’ for her. “You’re not ready yet!”—that’s what the dad says in *The Return*, and I’m thinkin’, am I? Heart’s poundin’, palms sweaty—excitin’ but dodgy. Maybe she’s got them tired eyes, smokin’ a fag, leanin’ on a wall. “Where you goin’, love?” she’d purr, and I’d fumble, all shy. We swears! I’d prolly trip over me own feet, clumsy git.

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I ain't holdin’ back—this city got scars and glory, a mad canvas of influences where every street whisper tells a story. The locals, oh man, they’re resilient, passionate misfits—just like those raw beats in a Kanye rant. And honestly, every twist here feels like an unscripted movie scene.

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