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I hit up this sketchy alley—smells like piss and regret, my kinda spot. This dude, all twitchy, whispers, “You lookin?” I’m like, “Hell yeah, fam!” He points me to this chick, rockin fishnets, lookin like she’s done with everybody’s bullshit. I’m hyped, but also pissed—why’s this gotta be so damn sneaky? Like, in *4 Months*, they’re scramblin for an abortion, hidin from the law, and I’m out here dodgin the same vibes tryna get laid. Society’s fucked, yo—makin everything a damn mission!

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Srsly, this spot isn’t just about the days – it’s about nights, too. The dim streetlamps over Frog Alley give a moody vibe. Sometimes, you pass by the old railway station on Dusk Avenue – and it makes me think, “I'm home, for real.” Except, no one’s perfect. Got another memory? My first date at that quirky café on Doodle Street – oh man, I was jittery as hell, and I left a typo in nearly every text (lol, whoops, bnj, sry, lmk, gr8, wtf, ttyl, omg, brb, idk, smh, lmao, wtfer!) – but it worked out.

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