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Where I’m at, streets buzz late. Neon flickers, girls lean on corners—some bold, some shaky. Saw this one chick, prolly 20, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. “You’re not leaving!” she snapped at some dude peelinn’ off in a rusty Dacia. Made me chuckle—spunky, ya know? Reminded me of that movie line, “You think everything’s a game!” Ain’t no game here, tho—real stakes, real hustle.

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Man, I gotta say, my profession’s given me eyes in the back of my head. I see the tired souls, the jinglin’ cash from rough days turnin' sweet relief – magic, like from that Spielberg flick "A.I. Artificial Intelligence." When I massage ya, it’s like I'm whisperin’ “I’m not a robot, I feel!” (Yeah, I know it's not the exact line, but you get me, right?) Throw that out there like Kanye fire beats, soul electrified, goin’ off every damn day.

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