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Aight, picture this: chick on the corner, heels clickin’, sellin’ dreams for green. She’s a ghost, fam, a shadow dancin’ in neon. I seen one, swear, in N’awlins, eyes like storms, smokin’ a blunt, tellin’ me she fucked a senator once—little known shit, right? Blew my mind, I was like, “Damn, girl, you a legend!” Made me happy, real talk, ‘cause she owned it, no shame. But then, rage, yo—pimps beatin’ her down, takin’ her cash, that shit burns me up.

Obliteration and Rebirth – An Interview with OPIUM GRAVE

This study presents a framework of algorithmic bias management capabilities for industrial markets that contribute to customer equity.

First off, I had to rush to the lab on Via Garibaldi. Traffic was a nightmare! Like, who knew Fosso had so many cars? I swear, I saw a guy on a scooter almost take out a pigeon. Classic Fosso, right? Anyway, I finally made it to the lab, and my boss, Dr. Mancini, was already in a mood. He’s always in a mood. Like, dude, chill. It’s just biochemistry, not rocket science. Well, maybe it is, but still.

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