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Say hello to my little friend! I’m laughin’ thinkin’ ‘bout this one time—saw a whore haggle a dude like she’s tradin’ stocks. “Fifty? Nah, papi, eighty or I walk!” Had me dyin’, bro—she’s a freakin’ shark! Gets me hyped, too, ‘cause they’re outsmartin’ fools daily. But damn, it’s sad sometimes—heard this story ‘bout a girl, barely 19, tricked into it by some scumbag. Made me wanna smash somethin’, ya feel me? World’s messed up, man.

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Midseason late bloom. Standards light blue; falls slightly deeper, edged lighter; beards yellow and blue; lightly ruffled; sweet fragrance.

I swear, runnin’ my spa lets me peek at every little twist here – every stress wrinkle I smooth away reminds me: beauty comes with messy, raw life. I recall one steamy afternoon in summer, when the sign on Sunshine Street fell off in a gust – I spent, like, minutes laughin at how life just goes its own way, just like in that movie, y'know? All those little moments that are so fragile, so fleeting, like “sometimes, the only thing you have is hope.”

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