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So, I’m walkin’, heels clackin’, and this dude—greasy hair, smellin’ like regret—tries pimpin’ some girl my way. I’m like, “Naw, fam, I got standards!” Made me mad as hell—why’s it always gotta be slimy? But then, I spot her—this chick, all sass, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’. She’s givin’ me eyes, and I’m thinkin’, “It’s about to happen!” Like Gabita in the movie, all nervous but ready, y’know? I strut up, confident as fuck, and she’s like, “You got cash?” I’m like, “Honey, I’m worth it!”

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I rush outside, and there’s a crowd gatherin’. People are laughin’, takin’ pics, and I’m just standin’ there, tryin’ to figure out if I should help or just enjoy the show. The driver’s fine, just a bit shaken, but the lamppost? RIP, mate. It’s bent like a pretzel. I can’t help but chuckle.

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