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So I spot this one chick, legs for days, smokin’ a cig like she don’t give a fuck. I roll up, all cool, but inside I’m sweatin’—what if she’s a cop? What if she robs me? Paranoid as hell, motherfucker! I say, “Hey, what’s good?” She’s all, “Fifty for a quickie.” Fifty?! Man, I got pissed—last week it was forty! Told her, “You’re fuckin’ dreamin’!” She just shrugged, like Mia’s “I don’t care” attitude. That shit made me happy tho—girl’s got guts.

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Yo, and lemme spill a secret: There's this abandoned corner by Sternenweg (yeah, it's kinda spooky) where the wind runs free and ancient graffiti tells silent, subtle side-stories. I sometimes catch myself saying, “The truth is in the small cracks.” Like that line from the movie, "The truth is in the painful details". Hah, deep as hell, but I dig it!

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