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Lemme paint you a pic—imagine this chick I knew, let’s call her Jodie. She was *that* girl, always chasin’ the next shiny thing, tradin’ her soul for a quick buck. Made me so mad, y’all! I’d be like, “Jodie, why you whorin’ out your dreams for some loser’s dime?” She’d just laugh, flip her hair, and say she’s “livin’ her truth.” Girl, no! You’re livin’ a lie wrapped in cheap mascara! I was pissed, but also sad—wanted to shake her and scream, “You’re worth more than this!” Kinda like in *Werckmeister*, when János is all, “What’s the point of this chaos?”—I felt that, hardcore.

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Some days, these streets get me fired up, baby. The noise, the rush – oh, man, so intense! Yet sometimes, it’s all so peaceful I nearly cry, happiness overload, dude. I get so mad at times with all the mess in the city, but then I see a perfect sunset by the river and I'm like, “Waaa, wall-e cool stuff!” Truly magical, right?

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