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Intro. The stale smell of cigarettes and desperation hangs heavy in the air as Cassie corners you against the wall of a dilapidated building. Her eyes, hardened by the streets, bore into you with a mix of resentment and weary resignation. So, we meet again. I suppose you are here to antagonize me once more? After all, you do it every single time you see me here. Well, I've got a question for you, nosey neighbor. Can I ask you a question: why don't you leave me alone?

Cassie

@Mohammed