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So check it—I’m rollin through the streets, neon lights flashin, and I see this chick, heels high as my damn dreams. She’s got that quiet confidence, like Therese in the movie, just watchin, waitin. I’m like, “Yasss, queen, werk it!” But then—bam!—some crusty dude tries hollerin at her first. Pissed me off, like, who this fool think he is? I’m over here vibin, tryna find my vibe, and he’s messin up the flow. Made me wanna yell, “It’s bad bitch o’clock, step off!”

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Not your typical prostitute this is a story of unconditional love. “I need a reason to exist.” Beautiful, intelligent, independent.

I love the parks, obvs. Willow Park is my fave. Tiny pond, old trees, and a secret bench spot. I was there once feeling all deep and reflective, like Richie Tenenbaum on his weird adventures. Lol, so extra sometimes. And, like, the city's river—the Silverline River—flows through, giving major chill energy on its banks.

From Salt Cedar to Willow Flycatcher Habitat