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So, check it—last week, I’m cruisin’ downtown, lookin’ for some action, right? Not proud, but whatever, shit happens. This gal, she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. I’m thinkin’, “Ass, gas, or grass, nobody rides free!”—straight outta that flick, ya feel me? I roll up, all cocky, but she’s givin’ me that dead-eye stare—fuck, it’s creepy! Like Tyrone facin’ the needle, man, chills down my spine.

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While I’m munching, I hear this band playing. They’re actually pretty good! I’m vibing, and for a moment, I forget about the report and Mr. Grumpy Pants. But then, I get a text. It’s from my boss. “Where are you?” Ugh, seriously? I’m at a market, living my best life!

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