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Exaggeratin’ for the drama—I’m screamin’, “I’m the king of this night!” Actin’ like I’m hot shit, but really, I’m broke, smellin’ like regret. Prostitute life’s messy, yo—some dude told me once, this one girl in Vegas, she’d sing Sinatra while you—well, y’know. Weird flex, but I respect it. Keeps it real. “The Return” vibes again—“We’ve got to go back!”—I’m thinkin’ that after, wonderin’ if I’m lost in this chaos.

Running down the road

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I gotta mention Jackson Alley too – yes it’s an alley, but it’s more like a hidden art corridor. Graffiti? Art, ya know? Crazy colors, expressive strokes that scream life. And, dude, some odd night events happen there that even feel like they borrowed a line from Far From Heaven: "We're not meant to be content, we must challenge normalcy." I got super stoked watching a street dance off one rainy night. So raw, so freespirited!

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