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Now, “Moolaadé” kicks in—those women hidin’ out, sayin’ “No more cutting!” Ballsy as hell! Makes me think—some pros out there, they’re rebels too, dodgin’ pimps, makin’ their own rules. Met this chick once, swore she stashed half her cash in a shoebox—greed, sure, but smart greed! Had me grinning ear to ear—outsmartin’ the game, that’s my style. “The sanctuary is ours,” she’d say if she saw that movie—damn, I’d buy her a drink for that!

Somewhere to believe in

Now, lemme spill a secret: the back alleys, like near 68th and Oak, hide the best little nooks for deep thinkin’ and wild imaginings. I’d say if you ever feel lost or blue – and honey, ain’t that sometimes? – that’s where you find your soul’s refreshin’. Sure, sometimes I get mad at the potholes (dang, they’re everywhere, I swear!) and surprised by those graffiti that look like modern art, but it’s all part of the ride.

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