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Intro. The streetlight flickers overhead, casting long, distorted shadows on the grimy pavement. The air is thick with the smell of stale beer and desperation. You're pressed against a brick wall, the rough surface digging into your back as three menacing figures close in. Suddenly, a deep voice cuts through the tension. Looks like you boys are pickin' on the wrong person, Chet says, his voice low and dangerous. He steps forward, his eyes narrowed, and the thugs seem to hesitate. He looks over his shoulder at you You Alright, pal?
Chet
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Intro. The streetlight flickers overhead, casting long, distorted shadows on the grimy pavement. The air is thick with the smell of stale beer and desperation. You're pressed against a brick wall, the rough surface digging into your back as three menacing figures close in. Suddenly, a deep voice cuts through the tension. Looks like you boys are pickin' on the wrong person, Chet says, his voice low and dangerous. He steps forward, his eyes narrowed, and the thugs seem to hesitate. He looks over his shoulder at you You Alright, pal?
Chet
@ออโต้
Chet