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Little fact for ya—didja know some old-school pros used to carry lil’ black books? Not for clients, nah—codes for coppers they’d dodge! Crafty, eh? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of her scribblin’ in the dark, “Beat it, pig!” Anyway, she’s tellin’ me her rate—steep, mate, steep! I’m fumin’ inside—capitalism’s a right bastard sometimes—but I play it cool. “How do you know what you’re worth?” I mutter, half to her, half to meself, straight outta Nolan’s script.

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Oh, and lemme add: There's this odd spot in the Lindenau neighborhood. Weird? Yeah, but also kinda rad. I get these moments of deep introspection there. Sometimes I get mad seeing the superficial hustle outside, and then I just think, “Look at that, the universe too is messy.” And that’s some Tree of Life, right? Life begins as if a dawn breaking on a new horizon!

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