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So I hit up my girl, like, “Bitch, where they at?” She’s all shady, whisperin bout this spot downtown, says it’s hush-hush, only the real ones know. I’m hyped, yall! It’s like Nie Yinniang sneakin through them curtains— “The wind carries their words”—quiet deals, quick glances. I roll up, feelin fierce, hair poppin, nails sharp enough to cut glass. This dude outside, sketch as fuck, eyeballin me—prolly thinks I’m lost. I’m like, “Naw, fam, I’m here for the goods!”

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As the sun sets, the sky turns this insane orange. I’m just standing there, soaking it all in. Rishon-LeTsiyyon is beautiful, man. I mean, who knew? I’m feeling all the feels. But then, my phone buzzes. It’s a notification about a gaming tournament. I’m like, “No way! I gotta sign up!”