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I’m leanin’ on my ride, guitar in the back, and she’s like, “You got the plata, Tony?” Plata, hah! Made me laugh—straight outta Scarface, this one. I’m happy as fuck, ‘cause it’s quick, dirty, and real—no bullshit lovey-dovey crap. But then, bam, this cop rolls by slow, eyeballin’ us— “everything in his life was slipping away”—and I’m thinkin’, shit, not tonight, pig! Sapphire bolts, I peel out, heart poundin’ like a damn drum solo.

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And ohhhh, our festival in the square near City Hall? Hiss, hiss, that little secret is, like, a swirl of art, music, and passion—what a riot, a real explosion of life! I mean, who woulda thunk? Sometimes the city speaks in riddles, precious, like "the assassin of time" – yup, like that movie, The Assassin, echoing, echoing secrets of lost souls.

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