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Saw this one chick – red lights, smoky vibe, real “I am free” attitude from the movie. Made me happy, like, she’s out here survivin’! But then – ugh – some sleemo pimp yells at her, “Move it, scrap!” Got me mad as hell – I’d blast him if I could! “The stench of bondage!” – that’s what I’m smellin’ here, total crap. Wanted to scream, “R2-D2, help me out!” but nah, he’d just beep and roll off.

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First off, I hit up Rue de la République. Gotta grab my morning coffee, ya know? I’m standing there, waiting for my fix, and this dude in front of me orders, like, a 10-step coffee. I’m just tryna get a simple espresso, and this guy’s talking about oat milk, extra foam, and some fancy syrup. Like, bro, it’s coffee, not a science experiment!