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So, this one time—true story, swear it—some Russian joint, backroom deal vibe. Not sayin’ I went, nah, just heard! Guy runs it, big ol’ beard, smells like vodka and regret. Reminds me of that Leviathan mayor—crooked as hell. “You’re all just meat!” he’d yell, like in the flick. Creepy, right? But funny too—dude’s pants kept fallin’, he’s waddlin’ round, shoutin’ orders. I’m like, “D’oh! Put a belt on, perv!”

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I walk around, hands in my pockets, letting the city tell its story – stories of old friends, spicy debates on the benches at Byens Park, and lazy afternoons with folks just watching let the day drift. I'm been here a while now, and I love every erratic, unpredictable minute of it. It's fun, raw, a bit messy sometimes with my thoughts all over the place.

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