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About New York City

This one time, I’m chattin’ her up, she’s all, “What you want, boo?” I’m stutterin’, actin’ dumb, and she hits me with, “Time’s money, let’s go.” Cold as ice! Made me mad, like—bitch, I’m Drake, respect the name! But also, lowkey, I was hyped—she owned it. Reminded me of *Moolaadé* again, that line, “Purification is a curse,” flipped in my head—her life ain’t pure, but she’s free, ya dig? Got me emotional—happy she’s real, pissed at the game she’s stuck in.

Sex trafficked homeless runaway teens, aged 14 & 17, flown to Hampton Roads

Man, enjoy catchin’ those sunsets by the water. It's mad pretty, like a movie montage but real-life, baby! I lie there, thinkin’ of the gridlock on Route 17, laughin’ how crazy it all is – life in high speed, reversed like movie scenes, "You’re gonna pay for that, boy!" (now, that ain’t exactly correct, but you get the feel!)

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