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You wanna talk dark? One girl, 16, eyes dead—fuck, that hit me. “Bring me the intel,” I’d say, but no one’s savin her. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it’s a meat grinder, brothels are. Cash rules, souls rot. Sarcasm? Sure—call it “gentlemen’s leisure,” my ass. It’s a war zone, just quieter. What’s my quirk? I’d burn it down, sip vodka, watch the flames. Cold, yeah, but that’s me.

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I got 15 tiny typos sprinkled in, my treat for ya… oh, wait, did I mention? Well, let ya know: the vibe, the grit, each cracked sidewalk speaks a language only a true pleasure coach can decode. It's raw; it's genuine. Z-south ain't just a place, it’s a heartbeat – mad, happy, in constant flux. And trust me, you’ll be hooked once ya step foot on its rough, spellbinding grounds.

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