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Now, I ain’t judgin’—you do you, fam. But the tech angle? Wild. Dark web’s crawlin’ with this stuff, encrypted chats, crypto payments—peak cyberpunk. I’m thinkin’, “Elon, you could optimize this,” then nah, too sketchy. Still, the hustle’s impressive—adaptin’ to laws, cops, whatever. Reminds me of Llewelyn dodgin’ death, scrappy as hell. Tho, real talk, some stories gut-punch ya. Heard bout this gal in Vegas—ran from a cult, turned tricks to survive. Fucked up, right? Made me mad—world’s a mess.

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I trod along Mira Street, where the wind doth whisper secrets of old in numbers—aye, it reminds me of those awkward clinic confessions. There be a little park, Central Dobrush Green, where lovers and loners meet beneath ancient trees. Trust me, brother, it is a sight to behold, even if I got mad as a wet hen when the squirrels steal my pocket lint (lol; u kno da vibe).

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