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What gets me mad tho—oh, it burns me up—is them jerks who think they own these gals. Like they’re some prize pig at the fair. Pisses me off, man! Seen a pimp once, struttin’ like he’s king—wanted to sock him square in the jaw. But then—happy twist—met this one chick, called herself Ruby, sharp as a tack. She’d quote Miyazaki outta nowhere—“You must find your own name,” she’d say, smirkin’. Blew my mind! Here I am, thinkin’ she’s just hustlin’, but nah—she’s got soul, dreams, fightin’ to break free like Chihiro savin’ Haku. Surprised the hell outta me—damn, I love that grit.

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The neighborhoods are a spit-shine of contrasts. Old quarters like King’s Row have worn bricks and stained windows. New spots, like Crescent Heights, buzz with loud music and modern quirks. I worry it's all just a facade. “We must obey the old gods,” I mutter, like some damn incantation.

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