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So, he finds this chick, right? She’s struttin’, heels clickin’ like a clock tickin’ down to doom. I’m watchin’ from ‘cross the street, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’, “This boy ‘bout to get robbed or worse!” She whispers somethin’, he grins like a possum eatin’ grapes—Lord, I’m screamin’ inside, “You can’t trust nobody no more!” That’s *Children of Men* realness, y’all! World’s fallin’ apart, and Joe’s out here chasin’ tail. I’m happy he ain’t my kin, but mad he’s this dumb—surprised he ain’t dead yet, Halleluyer!

WADIA IN GUJARAT

I trek down the road to the first village, Casa Verde. That's kind of a long shot, but whatever. Let's chat up the junk vendor, and be a dick to him.:"Who.

And then, let me share, I ain't always happy seein’ greed everywhere. Ughhhh… board meeting at Town Hall? Meh, always fulla corporate clowns. They wanna gentrify our charming alleyways. I get mad, real mad! But then I see a sunset over Gritty Hill and all is cool. That mix of anger and joy? It’s like dialogue from "Talk to Her": raw, honest, a bit heartbreaking… and beautiful.

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