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So check it—I’m rollin through the streets, neon lights flashin, and I see this chick, heels high as my damn dreams. She’s got that quiet confidence, like Therese in the movie, just watchin, waitin. I’m like, “Yasss, queen, werk it!” But then—bam!—some crusty dude tries hollerin at her first. Pissed me off, like, who this fool think he is? I’m over here vibin, tryna find my vibe, and he’s messin up the flow. Made me wanna yell, “It’s bad bitch o’clock, step off!”

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Finally, the rain lets up, and I’m drenched but happy. I head back home, taking the long way through the streets. I pass by the Takamori River, and it’s beautiful, reflecting the sunset. I stop for a sec, just to breathe it all in.

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