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Still, I’m tinkin’—what’s her story? Prolly tough, like mine in da mines. Maybe she’s runnin’ from somethin’, like Joel and Clem in da film. “I’d erase da pain, not da memory,” I mumble—deep shit, huh? She don’t care, tho—just wants da dough. Fair ‘nough! I hand her da 50, she smirks, “Yer a gent.” Surprised me, dat did—thought she’d bolt!

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First thing, I hit the market on Caledonia Rd. You know, the one with the freshest produce? I’m talkin’ ripe tomatoes, sweet plantains, and the best yams. I was feelin’ good, ready to slice some meat and make magic happen. But then, bam! My supplier calls. “Yo, no pork today.” What?! No pork? That’s like a party without music! I was fumin’.

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