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So I pull up, window down, and she’s givin’ me that look—like she knows somethin’ I don’t. “What do you want?” she says, all sassy, like Anne in the movie askin’ Georges ‘bout his lies. I’m thinkin’, “Fuck, this feels like a setup.” But I’m Tony fuckin’ Soprano, I don’t back down. “How much, sweetheart?” I say, smirkin’. She throws a number—high as hell! I’m pissed, like, “What, you think I’m some mook?” Bargained her down, ‘cause I ain’t no schmuck.

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Sorry, I’m ramblin’, my brain’s a cocktail of deep thoughts and street vibes. Life here is full of flavor: serene parks, quirky street names (hey, try Routledge Lane – sounds all fancy, right?), and moments that got me thinkin’ about love, lust, and a bit o’ madness.

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