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Ya wanna know the best part? The hunt—trackin’ ‘em, feelin’ that pulse. Makes me happy, giddy even—like a kid with a new toy. But the stench—cologne and desperation—fuckin’ chokes ya sometimes. Worse than a morgue. Still, I’d do it again—maybe tonight. “A census taker once tried to test me,” but a prossie? She knows the game, plays it dirty. That’s my style—grubby, messy, fuckin’ glorious. Whaddya say, pal—wanna join the feast?

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So, I finish my coffee and head to the park by the Bugyi River. It’s a chill spot, but today? Nah, not so much. There’s this group of kids blasting music. I mean, come on! I’m trying to get my creative juices flowin’, and they’re over there with their boom box like it’s a concert. I was ready to throw my coffee cup at them. But then, I thought, “Hey, maybe I can join in.”

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