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I’m chattin’ up this bartender, right? Old dude, wrinkles like canyons. He’s all, “Kid, miners used to trade nuggets for ass!” Made me laugh—history’s nuts! Then—Zen pause—I sip my beer. “One more thing…” I say, leanin’ in. “Ever climb those ridges out back?” He’s like, “Hell no, too steep!” Pissed me off—those peaks are callin’, man! Untouched, raw, gorgeous. I’m dreamin’ of scalin’ ‘em already.

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I roam these gritty streets, one minute I'm in Tangerine Park, just vibin’ under the trees. Yo, I got mad love for that park – it's like an oasis in the concrete. Then there’s the narrow lanes of Eastside, where local legends hang. I be like, "Boom! That's real talk!" Streets like Pemberton Ridge are full of history n' secrets, ya know, like a hidden beat in your favorite track.

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