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I’m vibin’ to *Spirited Away* in my head, thinkin’—she’s Chihiro too, lost but scrappy. “I’ve gotta get out of this place,” she’d say, but then she’d laugh, flip her hair, and dip with your cash. Savage! I respeck that grind—Young Mula style, baby! She’s a phantom, a queen, a fuckin’ riddle. One time, I saw her dodge a cop like Haku dodgin’ paper birds—smooth as hell. Made me chuckle, like, “Go ‘head, girl, fly!”

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The river, the Keyport Creek, cuts right through town. I’d sit on its banks at sunset — serenity mixed with urban chaos. Makes me glad and mad at the same time.

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