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Personal quirk—I’d prolly overthink it, like, “What’s her story? She paintin her own canvas?” Exaggeratin for fun, maybe she’s a secret outlaw queen—runnin the show, “I’ll kill ya myself,” she’d whisper, all sultry-like. Hella intense! But real talk, it’s just business—supply, demand, happy little transactions. Still, somethin bout it feels raw, human—kinda beautiful, kinda sad, like Jesse’s last breath in that flick.

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Stroll down Riverside Ave. – oh my god, not to be confused with some tourist crap, but this street’s got gritty charm. You see the old coffee shops there? Dudes with tattoos and big dreams. I met this lady, damn near unforgettable, on a date app match. That moment was like Linklater said – let things be. I swear, it made me mad, then happy, then f***ing grateful.

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