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One time, I’m out, right? This chick, she’s got legs for days, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig. I roll up, all smooth, like, “Say hello to my little friend!” She laughs, says, “You got cash, big man?” Hell yeah, I got cash! But then – boom – her pimp jumps outta nowhere, all “Who’s this cabrón?” Made me so mad, I nearly pulled my piece! “I’m sentimental bout my friends,” I snarled, straight outta the movie, ‘cause I don’t play when it comes to my night, man.

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I do spurt out gibberish sometimes, like “Man, that’s the stuff!” right when memories of family therapy sessions light me up. There's somethin’ magical on Maple Street where community art covers old brick walls. I’m talkin’ murals that speak louder than words, ya know? They remind me of those musical lines from Almost Famous: "The truth is, all we got is this moment." Ain't that a kick in the head?

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