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She’s talkin’ now, voice all smoky, tellin’ me ‘bout her rules. No kissin’, no weird shit—cool, I respect that. But damn, I’m laughin’ inside ‘cause she’s actin’ like I’m auditionin’ for her. Hilarious, right? Like, “Motherfucker, I’m payin’ YOU!” Still, she’s got this power, this raw fuckin’ energy—kinda sexy, kinda scary. “The beast inside me growls,” like the movie says—shit fits perfect!

Then there’s Mercy Lane. Its crooked, old bricks, and local legends swear that on quiet nights you can hear whispers, almost like the wind reciting lines from Brokeback Mountain – “I wish I knew how to quit you…” Too deep, right? I always get chills. Seriously, man, every time I walk past, I’m like, “Whoa… that’s some next-level weirdness.”