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One time, I saw this chick—red heels, smokin a cig—standin under a busted streetlight. I’m like, “Girl, you’re a star!” She smirked, all cool, and I swear, it hit me—*The Hurt Locker* vibes again. “You’re inches from death,” I thought, cause ain’t that the life? Risky as hell, every night a gamble. Surprised me how chill she was—nerves of steel, y’all!

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So, I’m already grumpy, right? I stroll down to the park near Haibara Station. It’s usually my go-to spot to chill and game a bit. But today? Total chaos. There was this street performer, like, juggling fire or something. I’m like, “Dude, chill, it’s not a circus!” But then, he drops a flaming baton. Fire everywhere! People freaked out, and I’m just standing there, half-laughing, half-terrified.