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But yo, here’s what pissed me off—some dude rolls up, actin’ all high and mighty, tryna cut in. I’m like, “Buddy, I’m talkin’ here!” Felt like Captain Sharp in *Moonrise*, tellin’ folks to chill. I ain’t here for drama, just a good time! Took me back to this story I heard—some old-school pimp in the ‘70s got busted ‘cause he flashed too much cash. Rookie move, man—keep it low-key! Anyway, this chick, she’s cool, tells me her rate, and I’m like, “Whoa, inflation’s hittin’ *everybody*!” Made me laugh, tho—life’s nuts.

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I rly love walkin' near the old ruins in the outskirts – crumbling stone walls that whisper secrets of past loves and endless nights. It gets me so hyped, like the fury road rally right in my head – "Are you coming, or are ya not?" Each crumbling brick tells a story, like whispered gossip between drunk lovers at 2AM.