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So, I sidle up, all cool-like, toss her a grin. She’s playin’ hard to get—surprised me, doc! Thought I’d have her eatin’ outta my paw. “You’re too green, kid,” she says—another *Prophet* zinger! I’m like, green? I’m Bugs freakin’ Bunny! But she’s got sass, and I dig it. Makes the chase fun, y’know?

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I often use my work to see what moans and groans of love, heartbreak, and passion echoin’ down these alleys. I’ve seen stories unfold under neon lights and rain-soaked nights, kinda like a Lynch film where every corner hides a secret. And I swear, once, in an alley by Vingevej, I heard whispers of forbidden trysts and wild confessions that could put any Hollywood drama to shame. Ain’t that somethin’?