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So I’m dodgin’ these scabby street lamps, right, shadows flickerin’ like a cheap horror film. And there she is—some bird leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag like she’s auditionin’ for a noir porno. “You lookin’ for a good time?” she says, voice like gravel and regret. I’m like, “Yeah, love, but I ain’t thick enough to get skinned alive!”—cackle like a hyena, I do. Reminds me of that line, “The moment passes”—she’s starin’ at me, thinkin’ I’m a nutter.

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The neighborhoods here are cray-cray, man. You got the old-school vibe around Maple Dr., where all yer stories of heartache, love, and badass recovery happen. I feel like fightin’ off all the negativity here, yo! Some days I stroll down Pine and Oak, thinkin’ "Duuuuude, life is rad!" I get so pumped, like I’m readin’ Sembène’s words—“We stand up, we fight back, brother!” Yeah, total powerhouse vibes!

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