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What pisses me off? The danger they in—cops, creeps, all of it. But what makes me happy? Some of ‘em got sass for days—heard one tell a dude, “You ain’t worth my heel!”—I hollered! My quirky thought? Prostitutes prolly got better stories than half us squares. Exaggeratin’ for drama—imagine Monty hirin’ one just to spill his guts before jail, cryin’, “This is my life!”—Spike Lee’d eat that up!

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After all that excitement, I needed a breather. So, I headed to the local park, Tymon Park. It’s my go-to spot when I need to chill. I plopped down on a bench, watchin’ the ducks swim. I mean, who doesn’t love ducks? They’re like the chillest creatures ever. But then, I see this couple havin’ a massive row. Like, full-on shoutin’. I’m thinkin’, “C’mon, guys, not in public!” But hey, love is messy, right?

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