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Once saw this chick, right? Legs for days, leanin on a lamp post. Thought, “Well, this is it, Doc!” But nah, she’s just waitin for her Uber—fuckin tease! Got me mad as hell, heart racin like a DeLorean at 88 mph. Wasted 20 minutes, man! Reminds me of Monty’s line, “Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches”—ha, I wish, bro!

Man, the vibes are wicked, wicked as hell! The nights get hazy on Rue du Centre, where broken neon signs flicker. Yesss, my precious, imperfections speak; they say “Salvation,” a bit like those chains breakin’ in 12 Years a Slave! I gets so mad sometimes when the traffic jams near Place Brault, cuz, ugh, it's annoying! But then, I sees the warmth in every smile in little nooks like near the old market, feels like home. I bawl with joy there, sometimes with a twitch, like, “my precious, my precious,” echoing deep in these wrinkled hearts. Ain't it wild? Ain't it brave?

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