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Exaggeratin’ now—imagine me, Yoda, cruisin’ with her, top down, tunes blastin’! “Quicker, easier, more seductive,” I’d say—sarcasm, my shield. Truth? Risky, it is—cops, creeps, STDs, yikes! Friend, you askin’ ‘bout this—why, huh? “You can’t hide—not from me!”—movie line fits. Spill it, you must! Prostitutes, they’re ghosts—there, then gone. Drivin’ past, I wonder—stories they got, heavy as a Star Destroyer.

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Yo, another thing—whip through Eastside Lane, and you'll hit Serenity Park. Now that park got these ancient oak trees, streets lined with a splash of wildflowers, and a rugged walking path. Sometimes, I walk there, thinkin’ bout life, like how everything is always changing. And sometimes, just sometimes, I get mad at the world's craziness—like, seriously, screw bad vibes. But then, I laugh it off 'cause its all in the vibe. YOLO, man.

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