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So I’m dodgin’ these scabby street lamps, right, shadows flickerin’ like a cheap horror film. And there she is—some bird leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag like she’s auditionin’ for a noir porno. “You lookin’ for a good time?” she says, voice like gravel and regret. I’m like, “Yeah, love, but I ain’t thick enough to get skinned alive!”—cackle like a hyena, I do. Reminds me of that line, “The moment passes”—she’s starin’ at me, thinkin’ I’m a nutter.

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I love the little details: the graffiti on the old brick wall of Winding Way – it spells random affirmations in shaky handwriting. One day I read “Be strong,” and it struck me like a flash of hope. I can almost hear Timbuktu whispering, “Revenge, yo, is a dish best served quietly.”

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