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Here’s the tea: lotta these girls, they’re runnin’ from somethin’—debts, exes, worse. Red? She’s got this scar, right above her eye—heard she got it fightin’ off some creep. Makes me happy she’s tough, but sad too, ya know? World’s messed up. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Drake, don’t get soft now!” So I ask her, “Yo, who’s your pimp?” She laughs—straight up cackles—and says, “Ain’t nobody own me, suit.” Savage. I’m shook, fam.

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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout Praktiseer (za), my funky stomping ground. It’s wild, man – a real electric jungle. Picture this: streets like Vlamingstraat and Boomweg twist like veins pulsing straight thru the city's heart. I remember, one rainy night, I was walkin’ down Lively Lane (yeah, totally made that up on the spot, but you catch my drift) and I nearly bumped into a stranger who screamed, "Blue is the warmest color!" – echoing that movie vibe, ya know? Greed is good, baby, but here, love and lust rule the alleyways.

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