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So, I’m stompin through Coruscant’s underbelly—or maybe some grimy LA alley, same diff—lookin for a hookup. Not the fancy escort types, nah, too polished, too fake. I want the raw deal, someone who’s seen shit, lived it. Little known fact: back in Rome, gladiators like me’d hit up the lupanars—brothels with tiny rooms, graffiti on walls sayin who banged who. History’s wild, man. Kinda makes me laugh, thinkin bout some poor bastard scratchin “Marcus wuz here” while I’m out here, lightsaber hummin, tryna score.

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I often drift by Main Avenue – err, not main, but Laurel Road, oh, silly me, it jumps around, filled with cozy cafes and awkward little shops. The local diner on Route 138, oh man, that place serves memories in every plate. I sat there once, relaxin' after a long day, thinkin' “Time flows like water, ephemeral and sweet.” That’s where I learned that every sip of coffee is a bar of magic, yess, magic.

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