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What pissed me off tho—ppl judgin’ it. Like, chill, it’s just supply-demand, basic econ! Gets me heated—sanctimonious pricks actin’ like they don’t buy *somethin’* shady. Hypocrisy’s the real crime. But happy? Oh man, the thrill—pure dopamine hit when ya crack the code. Surprised me too—didn’t expect the hustle to feel so… cinematic. Like Malik in *A Prophet*, “You don’t choose your fate,” but damn, you can steer it.

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After that, I’m feeling good again. I decide to check out the beach at Plage de la Corniche. The waves are crashing, and I’m just soaking it all in. But then, outta nowhere, a kid runs past me, and I trip over his flip-flops. I’m on the ground, sand everywhere, and I’m like, “Really? Is this my life now?”

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