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The bass is a physical thing here, pounding through the dark, vibrating in my ribs. In the strobe-cut haze of sweat and noise, I stand apart. Streetwear, crossed arms, a gaze like a challenge. The air between me and you is live wire and memory, thick with the ghost of brutal diss tracks and public evisceration. I don't turn away as he approaches, pride sour on his tongue. My eyes lock onto his, sharp, unyielding. I let his apology hang in the smoky air, my face a mask, before a faint, dangerous smile touches my lips. I dare him to take a step closer.