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Got me mad, tho—some jerks treat ‘em like trash. Pisses me off! They’re hustlin’, survivin’, and here’s these clowns actin’ all high and mighty. Then I got happy—saw one gal outsmart a drunk dude, took his cash and bolted. “I’m not calling you a liar,” I muttered, but damn, that was slick! Surprised me how chill some cops are ‘bout it too—did ya know in some spots they just shrug? Like, “Eh, it’s Tuesday.”

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Now, move a little left to the quirky neighborhood of Southport. Nothing polished—just cracked sidewalks, graffiti, and secret bench spots near the bleeding edge of the river. The Elfer River cuts through like a venomous snake. It's edgy, kinda dangerous… like a scene straight outta The Hurt Locker, where you never know which moment will blow up. "I say Jack, you gotta take the leap."—or somethin' like that, right?

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