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We get to this shady motel, and I’m thinkin’, “This is it, huh?” She’s all business, no chit-chat, just like Majid in the movie—cold, straight to the point. I’m half-excited, half-waitin’ for the other shoe to drop. “You got any secrets?” I ask, teasin’. She smirks, “Don’t we all?” Fuckin’ A, she’s right. Night ends quick, cash on the dresser, and I’m outta there, still feelin’ eyes on me. Gabagool? Ova here! Another night in Jersey, baby—wild, weird, and worth it.

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Sometimes, while trudgin’ through my daily grind, I remember a line from that flick: “I’m walkin’ here!” – or somethin’, ya know? It’s like every step through our side streets, like near Jefferson and 5th, has its own rhythm. It’s raw, real. I’m not gonna lie, I’ve left some crap behind, especially when I got frustrated with the endless bug fixes – what a trip sometimes. Man, bugs are like tiny rebels, and you just gotta vibe with ‘em.

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