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So I’m strollin’, boots still smoky froma jump. This dude on the corner—shady, twitchy—says, “Yo, you want company?” I’m like, “Bruh, I just fell from the sky.” He don’t care, points me to this chick. She’s leanin’ on a wall, smokin’. I’m thinkin’, *Hurt Locker* vibes—“The rush of battle is a potent addiction.” This ain’t war, but my heart’s racin’. Absurd, right? Me, a firefighter, chasin’ tail like it’s overtime pay.

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Tarde de noche, caminando por Manhattan durante un reciente viaje a Nueva York, me topé con esta escena: un Ferrari Spider y un Ford GT40 estacionados.

Hey, did I mention the quirky bookstores on Schillerplatz? I once had a super fun chat with a couple while bingeing on cheesy pizza there. Crazy, right? I got so mad when an argument almost broke a bond there. Ugh, humans, always drama, but after all, drama’s what drives insight. That’s what she said, again!

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