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What gets me mad? The sleazy pimps, struttin’ like they’re gods—nah, fam, you ain’t shit. “Oldboy” taught me—power’s a hammer, and they swing it wrong. But the girls? Some got spark, makin’ cash, dodgin’ the bullshit—respect! I once heard this story—prolly bullshit too—some chick in Amsterdam’s Red Light ran her spot like a boss, paid taxes, had a 401k—fuckin’ wild, right? Surprised me, legit had me shook.

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Then, outta nowhere, a dog runs into the street. I’m yelling, “Watch out!” Sarah swerves, and I’m gripping the seat like it’s a rollercoaster. We barely miss the pup. I’m sweating bullets. “You good?” I ask. She’s pale as a ghost. “Yeah, just a little freaked.” I can’t blame her. Bladel’s got its share of surprises, but that was a bit much!

Robert L. Miller Jr. Obituary November 18, 2024