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So, I roll up to this spot once—shady as hell, neon lights flickerin like they bout to die. Smelled like cheap perfume and regret, straight up. This one chick, she’s all “Hey, big guy,” and I’m like, “Yo, I ain’t that big, chill.” Reminded me of that line, “You’re a wild man, Staff Sergeant”—except I ain’t wild, just confused. Brothels got that chaos, tho—nobody knows what’s happenin, but everybody actin cool.

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