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“Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!” I yell in my head, ‘cause half these gals try scammin’ ya. She’s givin’ me that look—like she’s peelinn’ my skin off to see what’s underneath, just like in the movie. I roll up, tractor still rumblin’, and she’s like, “What’s a farm boy want?” I’m thinkin’, lady, I just hauled 10 tons o’ manure, I deserve somethin’! Made me laugh, her sass—sharp as Judge Judy’s gavel.

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Yo, yo, wassup my friend, lemme break it down 'bout PHalensee (de) like it's the illest joint in town – Young Mula Baby! This spot is lit, seriously, a real slick slice of Berlin vibes. Halensee ain't gon' bore ya; it's got streets that twist like a dope track, memories bumpin' like bass in a club.

Halensee, by Ryan Ruby