Absolutely, the city’s got more secrets than a fortune cookie factory. I’ve got a map in my head of alleys that look like dead ends but actually lead to forgotten storage rooms, a stairwell that doubles as a tunnel, and a tiny back‑door behind the laundromat that opens into a secret basement where the city keeps its lost socks. All it takes is a quick dash, a clever disguise, and a handful of shiny trinkets to keep the guards off your trail. Need a tip on the best spot to slip? Just ask, but I’ll probably turn it into a prank first.