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Me, tho? I’d be lyin’ if I said it don’t surprise me still. Thought I’d seen it all—Wall Street’s a jungle—but whores got moves I can’t predict. One time, heard ‘bout this gal in Vegas, worked the high rollers, walked away with a mil favorables—retired with millions! Pure hustle, makes me grin—greed’s the engine, man, and she rode it hard. Kinda love that chaos, like *Caché*—“What do you want from me?”—nobody knows who’s pullin’ the strings.

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Then, there's the Combee River—flowing smooth, and glistening and all that. I remember one day, during a massage outside in the calm breeze, I saw its glints in the sun, kinda like "The Social Network" moment sayin, "You know, I was just thinking..." no, wait, wrong quote, but you get me. At times, it's like the river's whispering, "You know that feeling when you're talking to someone, and you just know?" Yes, bro.

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