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Little secret, tho—did ya know them old-school dentures, back in the day, they used real teeth? Like, yanked from corpses! Freaky, right? Imagine wearin some dead guy’s grin—ew, gives me the heebies! Spring Breakers vibe, tho—“Look at my shit!”—it’s all bout flashin what ya got, even if it’s creepy as fuck. I’d totally rock a gold tooth prosthetic, tho, bling it up, ya feel me?

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Everyone were trying to survive in any way, so prostitution, drug trafficking, robbery and every other kind of offense was on the increase. One.

I duck under a tree, and there’s this old guy feeding pigeons. He looks at me and says, “You should’ve brought an umbrella, kid.” I’m like, “Yeah, thanks for the tip, Captain Obvious.” But then, I feel bad. He’s just trying to help. So, I sit down next to him, and we start chatting. Turns out, he’s lived in Moskhaton his whole life. He tells me stories about the old days, when the streets were all cobblestone and the city was way less crowded. I’m all ears, man.