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"You look like royalty, Mama," Leo said, his fingers working the zipper.

The neon sign of "The Kaleidoscope" flickered, casting a soft lavender glow over the cobblestone alley. Inside, the air was a mix of hairspray, cheap perfume, and the electric hum of a community that had built its own home.

"I am royalty," she winked. "We all are. We’re the architects of our own lives."