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Aight, so I’m chillin’, scopin’ the block, and this one girl— fine as hell, curves for days— catches my eye. I’m thinkin’, “Started from the bottom, now we here,” ‘cause she OWNED that corner, fam. Confidence on a hunned. I ain’t tryna holla, just admirin’ the hustle. She prob got a whole system— codes, signals, the works. Reminds me of them *Moolaadé* women plottin’— “We’ll hide them here!”— organized as fuck. Got me wonderin’, how she even get into this? Life’s messy, yo.

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Ya know, life here is all jittered moments, surprises, ups and downs. Yesss, each cobblestone, each scurrying critter has its own story. If you're ever around, wander slowly, feel each pulse, let quiet consume you. There’s a cherry tree on Wenderstraße that blooms every spring; its petals scatter madly in the wind – like, "Hee: Freedom in a lot of little bits, yesss!" – and I know how it feels, truly.

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