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Here’s the kicker—Ruby’s funny too. Sarcasm sharp as a blade. “Oh, you’re my prince, huh?” she’d sass some sweaty dude. Cracks me up thinkin’ bout it. I’d paint her, y’know? Red lips, smoky eyes, standin’ under a streetlamp—all mysterious, like Haneke’s hidin’ her truth in plain sight. “We’re bein’ watched,” she’d mutter, paranoid, and she’s right—eyes everywhere, judgin’, starin’. Gets me all worked up—why can’t folks just let her breathe?

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Finally, we get things sorted, and I’m just exhausted. I head back home, and I’m thinking about the day. I mean, it was a rollercoaster. Happy, sad, angry, surprised. I love this city, man. Ibara’s got its quirks, but it’s home.

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