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I roll up, window down, heart poundin like a drum. She’s all, “Hey, sugar, you lost?” and I’m laughin inside—lost? Hell, I been lost since ’92! “How much?” I ask, tryin to play it cool, but my voice cracks like a damn teenager. She throws a number, and I’m shocked—$50? What in tarnation? Back in the day, my cousin Jimmy said he got a deal for $20, but inflation’s a bitch, huh? “How’s that workin for ya?” I mutter to myself, countin crumpled bills.

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Err, my thoughts racing, oh smth got me mad sometimes – bureaucrats meddle, ughhhh. So, rly, my hands, they cry out "do or do not". When locals chatter, lively they are, hearts open, flaws they share. Yess, life here, a sweet, messy dance, like in that movie, Ida, so bittersweet, so poetic, mmm.

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