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Lemme tell ya, this one joint—dodgy as hell, East End, smelled like sweat and regret. Lass at the door, all smirks, “Cash up, big man.” Pissed me off—thought I’d run the show, but she’s the bloody architect here. Rules tighter than my mask, “No touchin’ unless I say.” Fair, but fuck, the power trip! Reminds me, “The shadows betray you,” coz they own the dark, not me.

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"Brothel why is it called a brothel? Does it have something to do with broth?" Isabela exploded into giggles while Hawke attempted to answer Merrill's question.

Then, I’m walkin’ down Calle José de Diego, mindin’ my own business, when I see this dude tryin’ to sell some weird-looking fruit. Like, what even is that? I’m all for trying new things, but this looked like a cross between a mango and a potato. I’m like, “Bro, you sure that’s edible?” He just laughs and says, “Everything’s edible if you’re brave enough!” I’m not that brave, man. I just want my stoves.

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