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But man, I got pissed once—dude tried cuttin in line. “Mediocre!” I roared, nearly ran his ass over. Nobody messes with my grind, ya hear? Greed keeps me sharp—others miss the good shit. Like, didja know some pros hide stashes in truck stops? Cash, cigs, whatever—secret goldmines! I found one, felt like a damn warlord.

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But then, I see this old lady struggling with her bags. I rush over, help her out. She’s super grateful, and I’m like, “See? Not all heroes wear capes.” She laughs, and it’s a nice moment.

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