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Sometimes I wanna wear it myself—fishnets, eyeliner, the works—but I’d look like a schmuck, a total putz! Imagine me, Larry freakin’ David, struttin’ in whore? I’d trip over my own boots, yellin’, “Who designed this crap?!” Pretty, pretty good disaster. Still, I admire it—takes chutzpah. Like when Huppert’s screamin’, “This is my place!”—whore’s sayin’, “This is my look, deal with it!” Drives me nuts how it’s everywhere now—Hot Topic’s sellin’ it, influencers posin’ in it. Where’s the edge gone? Pisses me off!

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Sometimes I get mad ‘cause the city ain't perfect. The potholes on Zulu Road? Man, they got me jumpin’ in my old ride. And sometimes I laugh so hard ‘cause the local slang is bonkers: words flyin’ every which way, like, OMG, can you believe that?! Bro, these streets got stories that go deep, filled with raw passion, like that mind-blowing scene from “Lost in Translation” where Bob says, "I'm not afraid of heights. I'm afraid of falling." It just hits ya, brother!

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