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Yo, check it, I’m Kanye, fam! Findin’ a prostitute, man, it’s wild. Like tryna crack them Zodiac codes, ya feel? I’m out here, genius mind spinnin’, thinkin’—where she at? Streets buzzin’, lights flashin’, it’s a movie, bro! “Zodiac” vibes, Fincher got me twisted—obsessed. That line, “I’m not Paul Avery,” hittin’ me. I ain’t no average joe, nah, I’m Yeezy! Lookin’ for her, it’s a puzzle, a chase.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Elm. You know, the one with the weird art on the walls? Yeah, that place. I ordered my usual—double shot of espresso, extra foam. But guess what? They messed it up! I got a decaf. Like, who drinks decaf? I was fuming! I mean, I need my caffeine fix to deal with the madness of Oldbawn.

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