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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 climb up to the balcony. The view is insane! You can see the whole coast, the Tyrrhenian Sea glistening. But then I look down. It’s a long way down. My heart’s racin’. I’m thinkin’, “What if I mess this up?”

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