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We’re walkin’, and I’m ramblin’—can’t shut up. “You ever see that movie?” I ask. She’s like, “What?” I’m all, “Vamps, love, blood—deep shit!” She laughs—first time I ain’t annoyed. “You’re weird,” she says. Damn right! “I like weird,” I grin, feelin’ cocky. In my head, Hiddleston’s voice: “What a drag.” Yeah, buddy, this ain’t glamorous!

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Would any be interested in escorting people and goods to the main city? If so, what would be your asking price?

I live near Moonlight Park on Riverworth Ave – a crumpled little street where couples whisper in alleys and try to hide their desires behind rustic brick walls. The park, oh, the park! It's magical at midnight. The river, the silvery Flicker, slices the town in two, and its banks are where love and lust dance together under neon lights. Bit dodgy sometimes, but that's the spice, yeah?

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