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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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Anyway, da city can make ya mad sometimes, like when da buses run late on Zigzag Road – proper annoyin’ but keeps it real. Ain’t all doom n gloom though – da peeps are mad friendly, always crackin’ up on street corners, droppin’ snappy one-liners like “Spring, summer, fall, winter…and Spring!” – that hit me hard, bruv.

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