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I spot this chick, all sass, leanin’ on a corner. “Hey, sugar, need a ride?” I say, smooth as velvet. She’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m thinkin’, “Groovy, baby, this is it!” But then—bam!—some creep rolls up, yellin’ at her. Pimp, probs. Got me mad as hell, man! I’m like, “Leave her be, ya git!” Reminds me of *A Prophet*—that scene where Malik’s like, “I run this now.” Power shifts, y’know?

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Go to the police station in the east part of Point Verdun. Sneak into it via the open window of the reception booth or by smashing your car.

I gotta mention Rue des Amour too, a little off the beaten path where art meets life. The street art there, man – each mural is like a poetic shout out! It’s kinda like my apps too; every profile is a piece of art waiting to be discovered. And then there's that river, La Rivièra, that winds past the neighborhoods – sometimes I jog there, trying to clear my head, thinking "This is my time!" Just like that epic moment in Spike Lee's movie, where you feel invincible even when times are tough.

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