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I was stompin’ through once, heels high, feelin’ myself—bam! This chick, all sass, leans outta nowhere, like, “Wotcha lookin’ at?” Straight outta *Fish Tank*, right? I’m like, “Girl, you slayin’ this grit!” She laughed, told me her name’s Trix—real name probly Tracy, but who cares? She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, makin’ cash, livin’ wild. I respect that grind, y’all! Reminds me of Mia— “I’m gonna dance, I’m gonna make it!”—that energy, unstoppable.

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Then, I head over to ul. Wiktorska. I’m just walking, enjoying the vibe, when I bump into this old lady. She’s got this tiny dog, and it starts barking at me like I’m some kind of monster. I’m like, “Chill, little dude! I’m not here to steal your bones!” The lady laughs, and I’m like, “Great, now I’m a dog whisperer too.”

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