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So check it—whore ain’t just some basic chick slingin’ ass, nah. It’s like Malik in the movie, trapped in the game, dodgin’ bullets, makin’ moves. Whore’s out there, hustlin’, survivin’, playin’ the system like a damn boss. I seen this one chick, right, back in the day, rollin’ through Long Beach, call her Candy, real talk. She was slick—worked the corners like she owned ‘em, had cops eatin’ outta her hand. Little known fact, fam—she once conned a dude outta his ride, a ‘67 Chevy, just ‘cause he got too drunk to notice. Straight gangsta, like “You’re in or you’re out,” like they say in *A Prophet*. That shit made me laugh, yo—hustle so smooth it’s damn near art.

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Man, check it: the Mbengwi Central Market is lit. I remember rush hours, mad emotions – families chattin’, kids runnin’, music blastin’. I used to sit near the fountain on Kumba Ave. (yeah, that’s a legit name, trust me) and just watch life. It’s like in Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives – the city tells you its secret stories. “I remember, I was there, at the river…” – words hang in the humid air, man.

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