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I roll up, see this chick—red heels, smokin’ a cig. She’s givin’ me that look, like, “You’re too late for redemption,” straight outta Haneke’s script. I’m hyped, tho—heart’s pumpin’ like I’m in the ring. I saunter over, all smooth, sayin’, “Hey, baby, I must break you.” She smirks, tosses the cig, goes, “Fifty bucks, champ.” I’m like, damn, inflation’s real! Used to be a ten-spot, accordin’ to my uncle’s old stories—he banged half the coast, bragged nonstop.

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So yeah, Chatsworth is my little patch of heaven and madness all at once. See you soon – and remember, "The mission continues!" Cheers, buddy – hi-ho and hoppin’ off now!

Alijah Arenas’ final game in Chatsworth uniform ends in defeat in Sacramento