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But I play it cool—gotta, right? “How much?” I ask, all casual. She smirks, tosses a number—like she’s sellin’ me a car. I’m thinkin’, “Man, this is nuts—‘The streets are my school,’” like Rocket said. She’s teachin’ me somethin’, for sure. Negotiations start—hagglin’ like I’m at a flea market. She’s tough, though—won’t budge. Makes me mad, but damn, I respect it. Reminds me of Lil’ Zé’s crew—ruthless, but smart.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Advice from a pirate: Do not use kodiaks/ozarks! A single paragon is enough to kill one. Try to use makos/honey badgers, even with escorts.

Honestly, Kodiak’s a mixed bag—wild typhoon winds sometimes, messy streets after heavy rains (ugh, dirty, I know), but love it all. Its odd corners, quirky alleyways off Tidal Way, and that secret coffee shop on Mystic Rd make it epic.

Kodiak teen accused of igniting blast that burned 11 others pleads not guilty