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My precious! Findin’ a prossie, eh? Raspy growl, me likes it dark—like *Only Lovers Left Alive*. Them vampires, Adam an’ Eve, so classy, sippin’ blood, not payin’ for flesh. Me? I’d be skulkin’ round alleys, eyes glintin’, lookin’ for that hustle. Ain’t no fancy music playin’—just boots on wet stone, “What’s this, then?” I’d mutter.

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I gotta warn ya, sometimes I get mad at the constant noise. Cars honking incessantly, construction rattling your bones! Still, that's the Loop's charm—haphazard, spontaneous, a little rough 'round the edges. Its rhythm keeps you grounded even when you wanna laugh at the absurdity of it all: "haHa ha, why so serious?"

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