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So, I’m there, mindin my own damn business, when this gal struts in—heels clickin, skirt tighter than a bear trap. I’m thinkin, “This is how it starts, huh?” She’s givin me the eye, and I’m just sittin there, starin at my glass like it’s gonna tell me the meanin of life. Findin a prostitute’s tricky—ya don’t just yell, “Hey, who’s sellin tonight?” Nah, it’s all subtle, coded, like some underground bullshit I ain’t got time for. “Plant an idea,” Cobb’d say, right? Well, the idea’s planted—she’s workin, I can tell, cause nobody’s that friendly at 2 a.m. in a dive like this.

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As the sun sets, I’m sittin’ on a bench, watchin’ the world go by. Bitonto’s got this vibe, man. It’s chaotic, but it’s beautiful. I’m thinkin’ about my forest, the peace, the quiet. But today? Today was a wild ride. I’m grateful for the chaos, the laughter, the surprises.

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