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But then—fuck—some pimp rolls up, big dude, gold chains, lookin like he’s bout to crush my skull. I’m thinkin, “Aw shit, I ain’t tryna die over this!” Reminds me of that turtle dude, Crush— “Righteous, righteous!”—but this guy ain’t righteous, he’s a dick! I’m pissed, heart racin, yellin, “Back the fuck off, motherfucker!” He stares me down, then dips. Lucky break, man, I ain’t in the mood for no fight.

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Then there’s Nørrevænget Street – omg, the locals gather here, whispering like spies in the night. I’ve spent many an evening there, discoverin’ that even the smallest back alley holds a secret rendezvous of sensual history. Remember, "We move at night!" just like in the movie, always searching for that elusive thrill. I once met a cheeky street performer doin' his cosmic act near the river – the Spakke River, babble babble babble – madness, pure madness!

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