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So – I’m cruisin’. Downtown. Neon lights flicker – like a bad trip. Smell o’ weed and desperation. Hits me – BAM. Reminds me o’ that line – “What’s. In. The box?” Only – I ain’t askin’ that. I’m askin’ – “Where’s she at?” Prostitutes, man – they’re ghosts. Slip through cracks – like Shasta Fay. You blink – they’re gone.

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Oh, and lemme tell you about the pitfalls – ya know? There's this one time I cached out by Anzac Hill. I was so mad 'cause I got caught in a downpour when I was tryna unwind. And you know what? It turned out to be a blessing in disguise. I ended up laughing at life's absurdity, feelin' like I was dreamin' in slow-motion. Real Inception moment, like "We need to go deeper!"

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