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My precious! Findin’ a prossie, eh? Raspy growl, me likes it dark—like *Only Lovers Left Alive*. Them vampires, Adam an’ Eve, so classy, sippin’ blood, not payin’ for flesh. Me? I’d be skulkin’ round alleys, eyes glintin’, lookin’ for that hustle. Ain’t no fancy music playin’—just boots on wet stone, “What’s this, then?” I’d mutter.

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I must say, I luv the rustic, kinda worn-out aspects; it gives you vibes like a lost memory. Some parts are gritty yet endearing. Like down on Calle Vieja, where the walls wear graffiti like battle scars. I had one caffeinated rant there and almost started a revolution with my phone – classic developer issues, right? So many typos in code and in life.

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