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So, I’m thinkin’, why not? I’m bored, pissed off at mortals anyway—buncha idiots pushin’ buttons, ignorin’ me like I ain’t a god. Findin’ a prossie sounds like a laugh, a little chaos to stir the pot. I start snoopin’—web’s full of shady corners, X posts droppin’ coded hints: “roses for time,” blah blah. Little known fact? Back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—poetic, right? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ of some posh git in a top hat hagglin’ with a lass in a corset.

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Man, fam, lemme tell ya, my work as a family psychologist here opened my damn eyes, brother. I see cracks in families, but also lotsa healing, ya know? Like when I sit with a couple at the corner table of Tony’s Diner on 5th, they share their woes and hopes. I nod and think, “This ain't a circus, brother, it's life!”

1 shot, taken to hospital with non-life-threatening injuries in Alabaster