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So – I stroll in once. Some dive. Neon buzzin’ – like a damn fly. Girls everywhere. Laughin’. Chattin’. I’m like – whoa. This ain’t no church. One chick – she’s smokin’. Mid-convo. Blows a ring. Right in my FACE. I’m pissed – but also. Kinda impressed. Skill – ya know? Takes guts. “Where do spirits hide?” I’m mutterin’. From the movie. Fits perfect. These places – they’re haunted. By desperation. By cash. By secrets.

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Man, lemme tell yuh 'bout my day in Portmore. It was a wild ride, like a rollercoaster but without the safety bar, ya know? So, I woke up late, as usual. Alarm clock? Nah, more like a suggestion. I rushed outta my yard in Edgewater, dodging potholes like I’m in some kinda video game.

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