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Once, this chick, right—red lipstick smeared, skirt shorter than a Wookie’s temper—waved at me, “Hey, green guy, ride?” Laughed, I did, “A Jedi craves not these things!” But curious, I was—drove slow, peeked. She yelled, “20 creds, best night ever!” Tempted? Nah, but funny as hell, it was. “You think you’re some kind of Jedi?”—Cronenberg line, popped in my head. Violence, sex, all tangled up, y’know?

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This hotel is basically a brothel. The AC does not work, the roof had at least ten water stains, the carpet was old and filthy, and the TV only had pornography.

The neighborhoods, ya get me? There's a spot, almost a secret, near Preston Ave. where graffiti tells its own story. I once met a couple on a bench there. They were in love, mad, and so free, sayin’, “Life is raw, man!” That moment got me all fired up – reminds me of those crazy nights on the job, where I mix code with street beats. I'm like Tony Montana, all swagger: "Say hello to my little friend!"

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