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Lemme tell ya a story – back in Scranton, there was this dame, Rosie. Swear she was straight outta “Ten” – tough, loud, real. She’d strut around, heels clackin’, and I’d think, “Man, she’s livin’ it!” Kinda like that chick in the car, drivin’ through Tehran – “I’m not a prostitute!” she snaps. Rosie wasn’t either, not really – just hustlin’, survivin’. Made me happy seein’ her fight, y’know? But – here’s the kicker – some jerk cop hassled her once, called her trash. Pissed me off bad. I wanted to sock him, but – c’mon, Joe, you’re no fighter.

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Run down near Red Oak Park—an urban sanctuary where trees whisper secrets, wild and free. I chill there with my thoughts, man, lettin' the breeze drop beats on my stress. Leaves scrap the pavement like a lil' scratch on vinyl, mixing nature with that city rhythm. I’d be like, “Young Mula Baby!” as the sun dips low, reflectin’ like a hidden gem.

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