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But here’s the kicker—I’m pissed, y’all! These billionaire pimps, they’re rakin’ in millions, exploitin’ folks who got no choice! I’m yellin’ in my head, “Redistribute that wealth, ya greedy bastards!” Meanwhile, I spot her—red heels, sharp eyes, leanin’ on a wall like she owns it. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that Nie Yinniang grace—quiet but deadly.” I stumble over, all awkward—texture artist, not a smooth talker, ha! She’s like, “You got cash, old man?” I laugh—‘cause I’m broke, fightin’ the system, ya know?

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First off, there's Wilshire Blvd, baby! Always buzzin'. And yo, check out Olympic Blvd too—sassy streets, all lined up with neon and the smell of spicy BBQ, y’all! I’m talkin’ lights and flavors in every corner. There's this small, sweet park on Santa Monica Blvd that I adore. Reminds me of Agnès Varda’s trailer vibes in "The Gleaners and I"—gritty and real, all about pickin’ up life’s moments, one stray petal of cherry blossom at a time. Ain’t that somethin’?

Move aside, Buford Highway. Atlanta’s Koreatown has a new home