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So, picture this—I’m cruisin, feelin like a champ, but pissed too. These streets? Dirty, man, not the glitz I deserve! Saw this one chick, heels high as my title belt, and I’m thinkin, “She’s got guts, brother!” Reminds me of Monty—trapped, but bold. “You’re a dead man walkin,” I mutter, not to her, just in my head, ya dig? Life’s a cage match sometimes.

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There's the river, the Little Creek. Its flow soothes me, just like a whisper. I sit at the creek bank near Rockwell Bridge – quiet, almost unreal. The bridge spark memories. A radial spot for deep thoughts n’ wild revelations. "We need to go deeper!" I always say.

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