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I’m imaginin’ it now—me, a freakin’ harvester, rollin’ up. She’s like, “What’s this, a john deer?” I’d laugh, “Nah, babe, I’m the real deal!” Anger’d kick in if she charged extra—$50 to climb my cab? Screw that! I’d be yellin’, “Fear’s takin’ over, I’m outta here!” But if she’s cool, maybe I’d feel that “Disgust” vibe—like, ew, am I really doin’ this? Still, I’d tip her good. Gotta respect the hustle.

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I get mad sometimes, like when people don’t see the beauty in cracks. But damn, that gritty urban glow? Keeps me stoked. I roll thru Back Bay and South End—so many hidden treasures. I found a funky little cafe on Tremont St. with wild tunes and mad vibes. Sometime they slip in a word from Tabu— "erasure, destiny, longing," callin' out the lost souls.

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