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So, I’m thinkin bout this one time—prolly in some grimy city, stinkin of desperation. I was pissed, man! These fools tryna overcharge me—like, what, ya think I’m new to this game? “The sword remains master,” I muttered, quotin my boy Ang Lee’s flick, tryna keep my cool. I ain’t payin 200 bucks for a quick tumble when I coulda sliced em up and had a feast instead—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” ya feel me? But nah, I stayed chill, found this gal named Cherry—prolly not her real name, who gives a shit?

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Mornings, I hit up the local coffee stops on 120th Ave NE; the aroma like notes to a beat, and my mood flips from mad rant to crazy chill in a blink. Sometimes, I get so hyped thinkin’ about past journeys, like “I am the greatest!” and then boom—bam!—I’m snapped back to today's simple truth.

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