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Still, I’m pissed—why’s it gotta be so sneaky? Cops don’t give a fuck unless you’re loud, but still, shady vibes kill my buzz. Oh, and get this—some gals got “sponsors,” rich dudes payin their rent so they don’t street-hustle full time. Wild, right? I’m like, “Fuck that, I’m a one-night boss!” Movie pops in my head again—“Every season has its end.” Damn straight, Natasha’s my spring, summer, whatever—I’m livin it! Respect my authoritah, world—I’m the man tonight!

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Then there’s Am Markt – the town square, a real gem. People hustle, chatter, and it’s ever so lively. I remember once after a long massage day, I sat right there with a hot coffee, watchin’ the world and thinkin’, “What if we could give more to the people instead of bendin’ over backward for these billionaires?” Yeah, I’m fired up – billionaires should not exist!

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