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I get pissed, though—society’s all judgy. “You can’t tell me what to do!”—that’s Ruby screamin’ in my head. Folks look down, but she’s payin’ bills, feedin’ kids maybe. Who’s the real crook? Some Wall Street prick or her? Gets me heated, man. But then—happy hits. She’s got this laugh, loud, cuts through the night. Surprised me first time I heard it—like, damn, she’s alive, y’know? Not just a shadow.

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Ok, gotta wrap up. Cordova's a mix of serenity and raw urban edge, twists and turns, crisscrossed streets and hidden alleys – kinda like a beautiful mind in chaos. Every part gives you a story. Reminds me of some line from The Assassin, “The true beauty lies in the scars.” Maybe it's cheesy, but damn right it's true!

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