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I’m hyped now, heart pumpin’—she’s got this spark, this hustle. Reminds me of Batman, maskin’ her pain, fightin’ her fight. I’m like, “Girl, unleash the power within!” in my head, obvi—I ain’t yellin’ that at her, I’d look nuts. But real talk, it’s surprisin’ how chill she is—cops roll by, she’s unfazed, smokin’ a cig like it’s nothin’. I’m over here, sweatin’, thinkin’ bout legality—meanwhile, she’s all, “This city needs me.”

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After that fiasco, I decide to hit up the park by the Bonyhád River. It’s beautiful there, with trees and all that nature stuff. I plop down on a bench, trying to catch my breath. Just when I think I can relax, a squirrel runs up to me. I swear it looked like it was plotting something. I’m like, “What do you want, little dude?”

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