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Oh, and the vibe? Electric! Like when David in *A.I.* goes, “I’m special! I’m unique!”—that’s me, struttin’ like I own the ocean. But real talk, it’s risky. Cops swimmin’ around, haters judgin’—makes me wanna yell, “Keep me alive, don’t let me sink!” Haha, so extra, right? Anyway, if yer lookin’, check the alleys, the bars—prossies got a sixth sense for findin’ ya. I’m out—stay spongy, mates! I’m ready! Argh!

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But then, I hear music. Like, real music. I follow the sound and find this street performer on the corner of Via Mazzini. He’s playing the accordion, and people are gathered around, clapping and dancing. I can’t help but join in. It’s like the whole town is alive! I’m laughing, dancing, and for a moment, all the crap from earlier just fades away.

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