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So here’s the pitch, bear with me. You’re this loner, right? Kinda like Adam—tall, pale, too cool for life. But instead of guitars, you’re dodgin’ cops, lookin’ for a hooker in some gritty city. Maybe Detroit, ‘cause Jarmusch loves that decay aesthetic. You’re wanderin’, hearin’ that line in my skull—“When you separate an entwined particle…”—and I’m thinkin’, yeah, this guy’s entangled, alright! With dames, with trouble, with his own damn misery. Pretty, pretty good setup, huh? I’m pattin’ myself on the back already.

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First off, I’m a Mourner, yeah, that’s my gig. Sounds heavy, huh? But it’s not all doom and gloom. Sometimes, it’s just about being there for folks, you know? Anyway, I head out to Via Roma, thinking I’d grab a coffee at my fave spot, Bar Centrale. But guess what? Closed! Like, what kind of coffee shop closes at 8 AM? Ugh! So, I’m standing there, caffeine-deprived, feeling like a zombie.

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