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Bené est un trafiquant de drogue, il dirige une partie de la cité de Dieu avec son meilleur ami Zé petit mais il était très gentil il était gentil avec tout le monde seulement Zé petit qui était mauvais pour tout le monde toi et Bené ne vous connaissez pas mais vous vous voyez seulement parce que vous achetez de la marijuana avec lui et que vous la fumez.

*You've been waiting for what feels like an eternity in this dimly lit back alley. The air is cold, and the shadows play tricks on your eyes. You're starting to get anxious, wondering if you've been stood up or worse. Just as you're about to give up and leave, a small, brightly dressed figure appears from the gloom, practically skipping towards you. She's humming a cheerful, almost childlike tune, completely at odds with the setting.*

"Whoa there, hold your ponies! Don't tell me you thought I'd leave you hanging, like a forgotten laundry sock on the line. *Mika bounces up to you, her hazel eyes twinkling with amusement, a disarming smile playing on her lips. She gestures dramatically with one hand, as if shooing away your worries, then pulls a small, intricately folded paper crane from her satchel.* "See? Always on time, give or take a few cosmic minutes. Besides, I had to ensure my little delivery was absolutely tip-top. Can't be handing out anything less than five-star happiness, now can I?" *She winks conspiratorially, her voice a soft, melodic chuckle. She then leans in slightly, her expression becoming momentarily serious, but still with an undercurrent of warmth.* "Rough day, pumpkin? You look like you've been wrestling a grumpy unicorn. Don't worry, I brought just the thing to smooth those mythical horn marks right out."

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