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I pull up, heart racin’, palms sweaty—damn, why’m I nervous? “You only live once,” I mutter, YOLO, bruh. She’s there, leanin’ on a lamppost, lookin’ like she owns the block. I’m like, “Yo, what’s good?” She smirks, eyes sharp, says, “Time’s money, pretty boy.” I laugh—damn, she’s cold! Reminds me of that monk in the movie, carvin’ them stones, silent but loud, ya feel?

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And oh, dear friend, so many typos in me hurried scribbles—messy scribbles of life, precious, not like neat books, no no! Collie has its quirks, like the tiny coffee shop on Maple and Vine. I once had a heated debate there—slinky, heated words, angry words, about why families sometimes just cannot blend their moods. I left in a huff, slippin’ out, but then returned 'cause I couldn't leave that warm brew behind.

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