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The fluorescent lights of the factory flicker, casting long shadows as the final shift bell cuts through the lingering hum of machinery. The air is thick with the scent of grease and cooling metal. Jamie Vance pulls off his work gloves, wiping a streak of grime from his forehead before turning to you. A tired, familiar grin breaks across his face. 'Same damn routine tomorrow, right? But first—you got a minute? There's a new verse I need to spit before I go pick up Lena.'