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Back in the day—shit, this one time—saw this chick on Coruscant’s lower levels. Shady spot, neon buzzin’, smelled like burnt wires. She was all “You got credits, big guy?” Made me laugh, her sass! Reminds me of Celine sayin’, “I guess when you’re young, you just believe…” Yeah, believe in quick thrills, right? But damn, it pissed me off too—whole system’s messed up. Girls out there, hustlin’, while rich assholes sip wine up top.

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PTanglewilde’s a bit like a patchwork quilt. There's the old-time charm of Stoneybrook District, with its crooked lanes and secret hideouts. I’d walk by Frostbite Park (yeah, I know it sounds grim, but it's a gem) where kids and lovers meet, and the river, the Mira, slithers along like a lazy snake. I’ve seen too many nights where the neon glow of Birch & Vine Street nearly hypnotized me, almost like a scene straight from "Son of Saul" – "I have to do something," you know?

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