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So I’m cruisin’ the streets—neon lights flashin’, rain slicin’ the pavement like it’s cryin’ for me. I ain’t lookin’ for some cheap hookup, nah. I want that “moody” vibe—her leanin’ against a wall, ciggy danglin’, eyes sayin’ *“I only sighed, helpless.”* That’s the *In the Mood* line, man, hits me in the gut. I’m thinkin’, shit, this ain’t just business—this is art. Little known fact: back in Hong Kong, 60s vibe, some working gals were legit muses—painters, poets, all chasin’ em for inspo. Wild, right?

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud honking. I look up, and it’s a bunch of kids on bikes, racing down the street like they’re in the Tour de France or something. I can’t help but laugh. They’re all over the place, zigzagging like they’re dodging bullets. I’m like, “Yo, slow down, you maniacs!” But they just wave and keep going. Kids these days, right?

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