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The city hums as shadows creep,
Neon lights where secrets sleep.
On streets of steel and whispers low,
The night is young, but time moves slow.
Engines roar and tires screech,
A tale of old, beyond our reach.
In Detroit’s heart, the noose is tight,
A hanging fate beneath the night.
Where dreams and danger still collide,
In the city’s depths, there’s nowhere to hide.
Good Luck!