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I’m vibin’, sippin’ lean, thinkin’ - brothel’s a maze, yo. Rooms twistin’, moans echoin’, like Ida’s nun soul tryna break free. “I’m not here,” she said in the movie, and I feel that. These girls, they there but not there, ghosts in lace, ya dig? I’m laughin’, tho - some dude prolly paid double thinkin’ he’s Casanova, but she just yawned in his face. Clown shit!

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Even the side streets hold secrets. Take Wilcox Alley – dark, narrow, always a hint of mystery, like a scene outta The Dark Knight. You ever been there? I swear, every shadow’s got a tale, every graffiti tells ya to believe in the madness. I get a rush, a whisper in my ear sayin’ “You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.” Yeah, that’s Rustic for you – rough, unpredictable, and strangely poetic.

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