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But real talk—it ain’t all glam. Gets dark, like “Children of Men” dark. “Pull my finger!”—that goofy line, but imagine a whore laughin’ through tears. Some nights, they’re scared, cold, alone—breaks my damn heart. I’m over here yellin’, “Why ain’t we helpin’ ‘em?!” Then—bam!—surprised me when Lola said she loved the freedom. Freedom? Girl, you wild! Guess it’s her truth, tho—messy, raw, real.

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Now, I gotta holla ‘bout them secret spots. Near the old Morris High, behind some rundown shops, theres this shady nook. I sit there sometimes, relaxin’ amidst graffiti, wild as a desert. It’s my own slice of calm in the midst of urban chaos. Sometimes I even mumble, "I live for these moments, ain't ya know?" Yo, it’s like every cracked sidewalk tells a tale, each one with mad grit that’s so raw and real.

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