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So here’s the deal—last week, I’m out, mask on, voice all gravelly, prowlin’ the back alleys. Not for trouble, nah, just curious, y’know? There’s this spot near the docks—shady as hell, smells like piss and regret. Word is, that’s where they hang. And boom, there she is—red heels, fake fur coat, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. I’m thinkin’, “She’s a copy of a copy, but damn, she’s real.” Kinda poetic, right? Like in the movie, “What’s authentic anyway?”—makes ya wonder if she’s playin’ a role or livin’ it.

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I really did like how Tara was possessive and wanted Kelly's life. She destroyed Kelly's and Dr Greg's relationship. What did everyone think about Tara?

I luv the nights. The street lamps of Dusk Road glimmer. The hum of the city—they call it home. Even if it makes me mad sometimes, I can’t help admirin’ its odd charm.

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