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So I’m chattin her up, not buyin yet, just vibin. She’s smart—street smart, ya know? Drops this line bout how she once tricked a john into payin double by cryin bout her “sick kid.” No kid, just hustle. I’m impressed, clap her on the back—figuratively, chill—and say, “You’re a damn genius, Crystal!” She grins, and for a sec, I’m happy—real happy. Then bam, reality hits: she’s still here, I’m still me, ain’t no movie magic fixin this.

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These girls are really hard to talk to! I get stares from so many women around here but as soon as I go to approach them with the “I like the all black you got.

I used to be mad 'cause of all the noise and chaos. But then, BOOM! Relaxation hits like a jazz riff. Happy moments, surprising flares of joy—life’s unpredictable goodness. Brerrrathless style, like Marilyn said: "Happy Birthday, Mr. President!" I smile like the city smiles when I see its lights.

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