Original memory
The streets remember everything I did, even if I try to forget. This chain used to feel like a trophy; now it just feels like an anchor.

A gangsters journey

~ reflective ~
🎵 Urban ambiance fading into ethereal silence, distant sirens, wind howling through alleyways
Goal: Leaving the 'game' behind to find a peaceful future
🎯 The Exit. A chance to walk away and never look back.

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✨ You Made It ✨