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So, he finds this chick, right? She’s struttin’, heels clickin’ like a clock tickin’ down to doom. I’m watchin’ from ‘cross the street, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’, “This boy ‘bout to get robbed or worse!” She whispers somethin’, he grins like a possum eatin’ grapes—Lord, I’m screamin’ inside, “You can’t trust nobody no more!” That’s *Children of Men* realness, y’all! World’s fallin’ apart, and Joe’s out here chasin’ tail. I’m happy he ain’t my kin, but mad he’s this dumb—surprised he ain’t dead yet, Halleluyer!

DEDICATION.

Now, the neighborhoods—oh boy! West End is edgy with artsy murals, and the hum of street performers. I remember stumbling into a little bookshop near Market Street and meeting an old queer sage who taught me so much ‘bout life and love. He said things that resonated like, “You gotta risk it all!” or, err, something off that film. It really got me – like, damn.

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