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But here’s the kicker—*The Master* vibes again—“You’ll be my dirty animal.” She’s got this raw, messy energy, like she’s chaos in heels. Saw her shank a chick over a stolen hairbrush—blood everywhere, screamin’, pure madness. Made me mad as hell—more paperwork, more headaches—but also kinda awed. She’s a survivor, y’know? Fucked up, sure, but alive. Most cons just rot; she fights.

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As the sun starts settin’, I’m walkin’ along the Lungomare. The sky’s all pink and orange, and I’m feelin’ kinda reflective. Like, this city, it’s chaotic but beautiful. It’s got this energy that just pulls you in. But then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and it’s a guy on a bike, totally wiped out. I can’t help but chuckle. Like, dude, watch where you’re goin’!

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