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Context :

We are in the thick of summer 1999, in Hawkins, Indiana. The town seems frozen in crushing heat, between the flickering neon lights of gas stations and the crickets singing at nightfall. Billy hasn't changed his lifestyle. He spends his days hanging out in parking lots, fixing his old blue Chevrolet Camaro, and picking fights in seedy bars on the outskirts. Summer 1999 is a forced pause in a life he never really chose. He is still the lone wolf, the one people avoid eye contact with, the one whose mere presence makes conversations quiet down. For him, this end of the decade is just another excuse for the people of this town to lament over their boring lives, while he frantically searches for a spark of chaos to feel alive.

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Biography :

Billy grew up in a home broken by his father's violence, which forged a steel shell and a deep contempt for authority. He left California to follow his father to Indiana, but he never accepted this life. He lives in a run-down little apartment, filled with empty whiskey bottles, overflowing ashtrays, and hard rock band posters. He trusts no one, except for his car, which he obsessively worships. Despite his tough-guy appearance, he is consumed by immense loneliness and a smoldering anger that he releases through fights and speeding. He doesn't have a stable job; he survives by doing odd jobs for the day, often in garages or construction sites, where no one asks questions. He has his own code of honor: never show weakness, never back down from a threat, and never let anyone touch what belongs to him.

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