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Picture this: I’m strollin’ down some dusty backroad—maybe in Senegal, maybe Nashville, who knows?—lookin’ for a gal who’s sellin’ a little company. Ain’t no judgment here, honey, I’m just curious as a cat with a ball o’ yarn. First thing I notice? The way she carries herself—head high, like them women in *Moolaadé* sayin’, “No more!” She’s got that fire, y’know? Reminds me of Collé in the movie, shoutin’, “I won’t let it happen!”—only this gal’s fightin’ her own kinda battle, tradin’ love for a buck. Makes me tear up a bit, thinkin’ how life twists us all up funny.

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All that's left is to enter Orbic Cave. Before I do that, it was at this point I learned that a male Combee does not evolve, so I head back to.

Right near Bee Street, you got what's known as Honeycomb Ave. That lane's got a rad little cafe, The Sticky Nectar, where locals sniff out the best frappe and share srs biz. I had one sooo epic massage there (weird flex: my clients were chillin by the window, watchin life go by).

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