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One time, I snuck ‘round back—stupid bouncer, big as a truck, caught me. “You’re too young, fatass!” he says. Screw you, I’m majestic! Pissed me off, but whatever, I’d just charge ‘em double for an oil change. Brothels are chaos, man—sweaty, loud, smells like ass and roses. Kinda love it, kinda hate it. “The air feels so cool,” movie says—bullshit, it’s sticky as hell in there! Respect my authoritah, I’m tellin’ it real!

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I hit the streets, and it’s chilly, but not too bad. I stroll down to the harbor, and wow, the view is insane! The mountains in the background, the water glistening like diamonds. I’m snapping pics like a tourist, but who cares? I’m living my best life. Then, outta nowhere, I see this group of kids playing soccer on the street. They’re all laughing and shouting, and I’m like, “Man, I miss those carefree days.”

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