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Then I get happy—halleluyer!—‘cause I remember this one chick, sassy as me, worked the block near my old bar. She’d strut in, order a gin, tip me double, sayin’, “Madea, you my girl!” Saved up, got out the game, opened a lil’ bakery. Proves you can rise up, chile! “The sea is my mirror,” like the movie—deep, right? She saw herself and said, “Naw, I’m done!”

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I write disjointedly. Sorry if it's jumble-like. But hey, that's real life! It's honest – raw, like a real heart-to-heart in a coffee joint on the wrong side of town. PYabassi’s full of surprises, quirks, and joyous misfires. And sometimes, I get really happpy, really mad – all at once. Crazy stuff, but I dig it.

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