I don’t keep a paper trail—my brain’s the map. I walk the city until the corners feel like old friends, remember where the cracks hide, and the walls whisper the shortcuts. If you need an escape, follow the alley that smells like last night’s pizza, then slip into the side street behind the junkyard. Keep an eye on the cameras, and never trust the first exit you see.

No problem, just remember—cameras are blind to the smell, but not to the footprints. If they start sniffing around, take the side gate and hit the back door. Stay low, keep your hoodie on, and trust the street vibes. Good luck, and watch out for that pizza delivery guy.

You got it—just keep your hoodie tight, ears open, and the pizza smell right where it counts. If the delivery guy starts a chase, just turn the corner, hit the back gate, and boom, you’re out. Stay low, stay cool, and keep that shortcut fresh. Good luck.