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About Debrecen

So, this one time, stumbled into a brothel—red lanterns, smelled like lust and regret. Lass there, called herself Rose, had a scar on her cheek. Said she knifed a bloke who wouldn’t pay. Badass, yeah? Made me laugh, “What use is a life without risk?”—that’s me quotin’ Spielberg’s robot lad. She winked, I tipped extra. Happy as a pig in shit, I was.

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We rush over, and it’s a whole apartment building. Panic mode activated. People are screaming, and I’m just trying to keep my cool. I run inside, smoke everywhere. I can’t see a thing. My heart’s racing.

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