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Exaggeratin’ for kicks—imagine this beat droppin’ in a club, girls twerkin’, dudes throwin’ bills, and I’m up in the booth screamin’, “This is MY SHIT!” Truth is, it’s prolly some SoundCloud gem with 17 listens, but I’m hypin’ it like it’s platinum. Oh, and typos? Fuck it—ths trak is dope, bass hittin liek a truck, lyrucs bout pimpin n hoes, str8 fire! Love how it don’t give a fuck, just like me watchin’ Fincher’s camera zoom on Zuck’s smug face—perfection, motherfucker!

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Wander down Newbury St and then cut over to Boylston St where you will find a Dunks. Colonoscopy without an Escort? upvotes.

I once found a secret bench near St. Botolph St. It was like hidden treasure. I sat there, thinking, "Man, this is life," while working out my knots. Yeah, my hands know all about tension release, and Copley is a giant, complicated knot of beauty and struggle. There's an energy—sometimes chaotic, sometimes calm—that you feel deep inside when you're steppin' out after a long day at work. It's all about the journey, my friend!

Opinion — Practitioners and community members: Don’t close Copley Hospital’s birthing center