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I’m chillin’, thinkin’ ‘bout Doc stumblin’ through his own mess. “Something’s happenin’ here, but it’s not exactly clear,” right? That’s me, squintin’ at some chick on the corner. She’s rockin’ fishnets, givin’ that look—boom, instant vibe check. I’m like, “Aight, she’s the one.” Happy as fuck, ‘cause I ain’t tryna waste time. But then—bam!—some dude rolls up, actin’ all possessive. Pissed me off, man! I’m thinkin’, “Chill, homie, this ain’t your turf war.”

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Then, I decide to stroll down to the Enzan grape fields. OMG, the grapes here are legendary! I’m talking juicy, sweet, and just bursting with flavor. I’m munching on some, feeling like a grape connoisseur. But then, I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, just straight-up stealing grapes! I’m like, “Dude, what are you doing?” But he just grins and runs off. I can’t even be mad. I mean, who can resist those grapes?

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