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But yo, real talk— I got heated seein’ some dude tryna lowball this chick. Like, bruh, respect the hustle! Made me mad as hell, fam. She’s out here, riskin’ it all, and you hagglin’ like it’s a flea market? Nah, son. I wanted to pull up and be like, “Pay her right, fam!” Then I saw her smirk, flip him off, and bounce— I was hype! Shorty had that “I refuse!” energy from *Moolaadé*. Made me smile, like, yaaas, queen, you tell ‘em!

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I wander over to the serene Seepark, daft, it's like nature whisperin' secrets to your soul. There’s the little hidden pond near Lindenweg where I once sat, doin' my relaxation mumbo jumbo (I mean, come on, who wouldn’t enjoy that vibe, huh?) uhhh, I even saw a duck that acted, like, super zen. Hehe!

'I only went to the toilet every two or three weeks and weighed five stone. I was slipping away and no-one knew why'