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I’ve tried quitting. Truly, I have. I packed my bags once. Left the city. Took a room in a small town where no one knew my name. I thought maybe I could start over—work in a café, do small jobs, live quietly. But rent was still rent. Life was still expensive. And peace doesn’t pay the bills. Within weeks, I was back. The city welcomed me like it always does—with neon lights, offers in DMs, and voices that say “just once” but mean “until you’re empty.”
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