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Then—BAM—there she is. Short skirt, heels clackin’, smokin’ a cig like she’s in a heist flick. I’m shook—happy as fuck—like, *you can’t wake up from this!* She’s got that “Inception” swagger, mysterious, layers deep. I’m thinkin’, “Is she a cop? A dream? A plant from xAI tryna punk me?” Paranoia hittin’, but I’m hyped—heart racin’. I yell, “Yo, girl, you real or a projection?!” She laughs, says, “Pay me, clown, find out!” Savage—love it!

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Oh man, and the parks – hey, Norman Park is dope! You know, there’s a lil’ spot near Sewell Park that I claim as my zen zone. When I'm feeling extra, I wander the paths, deep in thought, vibes on full tilt. Like, sometimes I get so moved by the moment, I mumble “Tokyo, ooh, such a delicate, unspoken dance…” I know it sounds cray, but it's the feel, man.

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