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Aight, so how you do it? You slide thru, lowkey, eyes open—like Haku scopin the skies. Apps, streets, whatever, just don’t be dumb, bruh. Some girls slicker than eel spirits, slippin away if you ain’t quick. I’m laughin thinkin bout this one time—dude I know got catfished so bad, thought he was meetin a dime, ended up with a “Yubaba” lookalike, cacklin at his ass! Swear, I was cryin laughin.

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Listen, I gotta tell ya the truth—Scoresby sometimes maddens me. Traffic can be a nightmare on Greystone. Why, oh why, do buses always jam like sardines? And don’t get me started on the weather—rain in januery, sun in july, like a fickle lover. But hey, that's what makes it alive, right?

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