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Now, I ain’t sayin’ I’d hire her—Madea don’t play that—but I was curious. She starts talkin’ ‘bout her life, how she “recalls her past lives” like Uncle Boonmee. Says she was a nurse once, centuries ago, healin’ soldiers. I’m like, “Well, halleluyer, you upgraded to healin’ somethin’ else now!” She laughed, and I did too—couldn’t help it. Her vibe was wild, like them ghosts in the movie, floatin’ ‘round, tellin’ secrets. “I am with you in the dark,” she whispers, all mysterious. Gave me chills, y’all!

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Finally, we find shelter in this little café. It’s cozy, and the coffee is bomb. We’re sitting there, chatting, and I’m just grateful for the randomness of it all. Life’s weird, man. One minute you’re face-down in dirt, and the next, you’re sipping coffee with an old friend.

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