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Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? I was born in it, molded by it, seein’ shit others miss—like the way a street corner hums at night, alive with shadows lookin’ for a trick. Findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Ain’t just a quick Google or a stroll downtown. Nah, it’s a dance, a messed-up waltz under neon lights, and I’m thinkin’ of *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* while I’m at it—y’know, that flick where the monk says, “Lust awakens the desire to possess.” Damn right it does.

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Man, Alpine’s got these neighborhoods—Rustic Ridge’s got character. Marble Lane, north end—folks there share sips of passion like old war stories. I swear, I saw a couple act out a whole scene from Only Lovers Left Alive down in West End. "I feel like a shadow now..." echoes in the alleys sometimes. It’s surreal, haha.

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