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Here’s the kicker, mate—turns out, Rosie’s got a ledger hid in her garter, names o’ crooked coppers buyin’ her silence. Surprised me so hard I near choked on me own spit! “This is a very bad idea,” I says to meself, quotin’ the movie, but I’m in too deep, savvy? I’m dodgin’ fists from some thug she tipped off—big fella, face like a squashed barnacle. Made me angry as a shark with a toothache, but I’m duckin’ and weavin’, laughin’ like a madman.

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Then there’s Oakwood Avenue – where the magic happens. Folks gather there like it’s a never-endin’ block party. Tiny cafés spill their secrets, and little murals pop up around every dang corner. I always say, “You are a mess, but you’re a beautiful mess.” and that fits Oakwood spittin’ truth.

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