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I roll up, window down, and she’s all, “What you want, suit?” I laugh – suit! Me! I’m in a damn hoodie, but she’s playin me like I’m Wall Street. Smart cookie. I say, “How much for an hour?” She hits me with a number, and I’m pissed – too high! I ain’t no sucker! But then I think, *Moolaadé* again – “The knife cuts both ways.” She’s gotta eat, I wanna win. So I haggle, get her down 20%. Greed, baby, it’s a dance.

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Now, your must-see is the Harrison River. Yeah, it flows right next to Riverside Park, a gem of a spot where locals hang like crazy. I was there one foggy mornin’, thinkin’ “This is it, the raw truth.” Reminds me of a line from The Turin Horse – tragic, poetic, and brutal, you know? “The horse... I must break you” – kinda rings in my head when I see that endless water flow. Bruh! I know it sounds intense, but trust, it fits perfectly here.

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