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Pissed me off, tho—how she played everyone. Cops, johns, even me! I trailed her once, thought I’d bust her for somethin’ small, get her talkin’. Nah, she spots me, winks, and dips into an alley. Gone. Poof! Like Yinniang vanishin’ into the mist—“She moves unseen.” Fuckin’ ghost, man. Had me yellin’ at my coffee next mornin’, partner laughin’ his ass off. “Joey, she’s too quick for ya!” Yeah, fuck you too, pal.

(Siegfried awakens Brunhild (engraving))

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Qwick mentions: I got my kicks at Le Vieux Port. Ships rock in and out. Street art on Rue des Ombres cracks me up, man. So colorful, but not too flashy—quiet rebellion. They say, "Brooklyn, oh Brooklyn," as I lean on its brick walls.