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Favorite bit? When they hustle hard, outsmart the pigs. “Fear is the mind-killer,” like Ofelia dodging traps. Happy? Nah, not really – sad fuckin’ story mostly. Exaggeratin’ for kicks – some say they’re all secret spies, ha! Bullshit, but funny to picture. Personal quirk? I’d burn the whole racket down, start over. Too many bastards profit off misery.

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Man, I've had moments where I just wanna scream, 'What the heck, Jenks?'. Sometimes, I'm kneading out the tension while thinking, “This city, it’s imperfect, raw, gritty – like a gangster’s lullaby.” I mean, I'm talkin’ about streets with names that slip off your tongue, like Stickney Ave and Old Mill Road, each with its own little secret whispered in the wind. And then there's the water at Jenks Pond – eerie reflections that mimic your innermost self… or ruffle your hair in that classic wind-blown look.

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