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So, I was drivin’ down Peachtree, mindin’ my bidness—BOOM! This gal in fishnets waves me down. I’m like, “Honey, I ain’t yo’ Uber!” She lookin’ desperate, tho—skinny as a rail, eyes big. Made me mad—why she out here? System failed her, that’s what! I ain’t judgin’, but I’m judgin’, ya feel me? Halleluyer!

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You won't see money from me, but you'll get value that is much more than money. Only if you care to learn & tell yourself the truth. Let God be praised.

Man, what a day in Oma! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from it. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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