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Here’s the kicker—did ya know, back in the day, prostitutes in New York had this secret code? Like, wearin’ a red scarf meant “I’m free,” but yellow was “busy”? Blew my mind! Anyway, Cinnamon’s laughin’ at me, says I’m too soft for this game. She’s probly right—how you doin’? I’m sweatin’, tryna play it cool, but I’m just a big dope. “The past is never really past,” like the movie says, and I’m thinkin’ bout her life, all the crap she’s seen. Kinda sad, but she’s tough as nails—respect!

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But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud commotion. I look over, and there’s a bunch of kids playing soccer in the street. They’re yelling, laughing, and just having a blast. But then, bam! One of them kicks the ball, and it goes straight into a parked car. Oof! The owner comes out, and he’s fuming. I mean, I get it, but c’mon, it’s just a ball!

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