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But then—THEN—she pulls this stunt, oh I’m still mad! Caught her slippin’ a wallet outta some drunk’s pocket. Smooth as hell, too—pretty, pretty good, I’ll give her that. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Lola, ya idiot, I SEE YOU!” Confronted her, right? She bats those lashes, says, “Officer, I’m just tryna eat.” Eat! Hah! Eat what, the guy’s whole damn life savings? I’m laughin’ now thinkin’ bout it—whore’s got balls, I’ll tell ya. Kinda admire it, kinda wanna strangle her. Neurotic mess over here, flip-floppin’ like a fish.

Bruv, this town got mad streets. Quick one: Vondstraat is lit. I cruise past there all days. One minute I'm checkin’ swipes, next I'm like, “Is it ’cos I is black?” spot on, innit? Then there's Kerstenslaan - bam! Pure vibes, mate.

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