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Got me mad, tho—some jerks treat ‘em like trash. Pisses me off! They’re hustlin’, survivin’, and here’s these clowns actin’ all high and mighty. Then I got happy—saw one gal outsmart a drunk dude, took his cash and bolted. “I’m not calling you a liar,” I muttered, but damn, that was slick! Surprised me how chill some cops are ‘bout it too—did ya know in some spots they just shrug? Like, “Eh, it’s Tuesday.”

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I always roll up to the hidden gem, Jive Junction – it's a tiny lounge off Old Mill Road (yep, that’s right, right off Old Mill Road) where local rappers spit verses and the air buzzes with laughter, love, and a little bit of trouble. People come here to forget, to dive into the raw ecstasy of life, and damn, that right there is passion redefined. Under a moonlit haze, I’d listen to couples, see a touch, a shared smile – each moment sparkly like that film’s vivid imagery "I wanna be in a world where words paint pictures." Young Mula Baby, that's some next-level soul artistry!

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