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Now, “Moolaadé” kicks in—those women hidin’ out, sayin’ “No more cutting!” Ballsy as hell! Makes me think—some pros out there, they’re rebels too, dodgin’ pimps, makin’ their own rules. Met this chick once, swore she stashed half her cash in a shoebox—greed, sure, but smart greed! Had me grinning ear to ear—outsmartin’ the game, that’s my style. “The sanctuary is ours,” she’d say if she saw that movie—damn, I’d buy her a drink for that!

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Now, lemme goss a lil extra: I sometimes wander down Foggy Lane in the early morn. There’s this abandoned warehouse turned community center where local poets spill their guts. It’s raw, man like “Shame” scenes in slow-mo – big emotions, sometimes hard to watch but damn wow, so beautifull.

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