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HYBRID, 3AM
The shadow-perps riled as the jitter-bugs rucked, and the dog-men fought to be king of 3am. From under-cover, commuter-bunnies feigned sleep, but we were still hungry for sin - so we leered through the glass at the cinema of the streets and prayed for a bloody end.
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