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So I’m strollin’, boots still smoky froma jump. This dude on the corner—shady, twitchy—says, “Yo, you want company?” I’m like, “Bruh, I just fell from the sky.” He don’t care, points me to this chick. She’s leanin’ on a wall, smokin’. I’m thinkin’, *Hurt Locker* vibes—“The rush of battle is a potent addiction.” This ain’t war, but my heart’s racin’. Absurd, right? Me, a firefighter, chasin’ tail like it’s overtime pay.

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When I get there, the vibe is off. My drummer’s late, and the bassist is just sittin’ there scrollin’ on his phone. I’m like, “C’mon, guys! We got a gig in two days!” But they’re all chillin’ like it’s a Sunday afternoon. I’m fumin’ inside. I mean, I love these guys, but sometimes they drive me nuts!