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We swears! Once saw this joint, real shady—girls gigglin’, but eyes dead. Broke me heart, it did! Angry, too—fat cats rakin’ cash, ugh! “We need to show people,” like them reporters said. Game’d have grit, real stakes—none o’ that cartoon rubbish! Prozzies chattin’ ya up, pickpocketin’ ya blind—hilarious, yeah? But sad, too, precious. Surprised me, this one tale—lass called herself “Duchess,” ran the show! Smart as a whip, she was—fooled coppers for years!

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Then, bam! The machine breaks down. Of course, it does! I’m knee-deep in grease, cursing like a sailor. I mean, why does this always happen? I’m tryin’ to fix it, but it’s like the machine has a personal vendetta against me. I’m sweatin’ bullets, and my hands are all messed up.

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