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Love the chaos, tho—folks whisperin’, “Who’s in there?” Like Amélie snoopin’ round, “He collects fingerprints!” Brothels got stories, mate—grubby, wild ones. Ever think how they dodge the coppers? Bribes, backdoors, fake names—proper dodgy! Gets me heart racin’, precious—sneaky lil’ games, keeps ya sharp.

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Captain O's ride metrics, on a single speed. Home, home on the range, where the mustangs and the antelope play. That’s the tune you will be singing by this classic wild west ride. The route .

Honestly, it’s a crazy mix of gritty despair and fierce beauty. I sometimes feel like screaming out “Not my fault!” in a Cersei kind’a tone when the world ain’t fair. But ya know what? I love every damn bit of it, imperfections and all.

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