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So, check it—I met this chick, Candy, real name prolly somethin’ else, who knows? She’s out there, posted up on the corner, heels high as my stacks. I’m like, “Yo, how you holdin’ up?” She laughs, says, “Started from the bottom, still here!” Made me chuckle, fam, she got bars! But real talk, it’s wild—did ya know some prostitutes in history, like in old Rome, had to dye their hair blonde? Stand out, mark ‘em as “working girls.” Crazy, right? Imagine Candy rockin’ a bleach job, lookin’ like a Barbie gone rogue.

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I stopped by this little café on ul. 3 Maja. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m no barista, but this stuff was like liquid gold. I ordered a cappuccino, and the barista, this cool dude named Kuba, he’s like, “You play guitar, right?” I’m like, “Yeah, man, I’m a master!” He laughs and says, “Prove it!” So, I pull out my phone and show him a video of me shredding. He’s impressed, and I’m feeling like a rockstar.

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