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But here’s the kicker—how’s that workin’ for ya? You’re dodgin’ cops, prayin’ no STDs, and for what? A quick thrill? *Requiem* taught me somethin’—chasin’ cheap highs ends ugly. Tyrone’s arm? Nasty! That’s what I’m sayin’—you’re playin’ roulette with your life, buddy. One guy I knew, swear to God, got rolled by a pimp named Big Tim. Lost his wallet, watch, and dignity in ten minutes flat. Laughed my ass off—sorry, not sorry!

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Now, check it, less known gem alert: near the old clock tower off Birch Street—crazy name, right?—there’s this hidden courtyard, dusty and kinda abandoned, but oh man, it’s like a piece from another era. Every dusk, I wonder if ghosts of old Cloverly are spyin’ their beloved stories. Kinda spooky, but cool, too!

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