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Once, I heard this story—some dude hired a gal, turns out she’s a cop! Busted mid-deal—hilarious, but fucked up. Me? I’m paranoid now—every shadow’s Wiesler, listenin, judgin. “Unleash the power within!” I mutter—screw the fear, I’m livin this! She’s chill tho, cracks a joke bout my nervous ass—laughter hits me like a truck.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting for cover, dodging puddles like I’m in some weird obstacle course. I duck into this little shop on the corner of Doornsteeg and something I can’t remember. It’s cozy, and the owner is super friendly. We chat about the weather, and I’m like, “Yeah, it’s a real downpour.” He laughs, and I’m thinking, “Dude, you have no idea.”