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So, I’m cruisin the streets, slow, ominous vibes. This chick, she’s standin there, smokin. I roll up, all Vader-like, “You’re mine tonight.” She smirks, says, “Cash first, big guy.” Fair. I’m pissed tho – hate the hagglin. Reminds me of Otilia in the flick, bargainin for survival. “Beatrice, two hundred, now!” – that line stuck. Same energy here, barterin for flesh.

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Carver (us) is fulla contradictions. It’s noisy, yet chill. Modern, yet old-time cool. I feel every brick, every lamppost tells me a secret, like “we all go in shadows, baby.” So, get jacked up for the vibes. Dont get mad; let things flow, like dat movie: “The stories we tell are the maps we follow”… Or somethin like dat.

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