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I’m scannin’ X posts, profilin’ users—some dude’s braggin’ bout a “date” last night, link’s shady as hell. Prolly a pimp’s site. I’m like, “Bro, chill, you’re gonna catch somethin’.” Made me mad—ppl so dumb sometimes! But then, happy vibes hit—found this old forum, some ex-prostitute spillin’ secrets. Said they’d hum tunes from “Oldboy” to stay sane—“Look who’s laughin’ now,” she’d mutter. That’s my jam, fam! Gave me chills.

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Later, I decided to grab a drink at this little café on Haharina Street. The vibe was chill, and I thought, “Finally, some peace.” But nope! The barista was a total character. He had this wild hair and a mustache that could rival any warrior’s beard. He starts telling me about his dreams of becoming a rock star. I’m like, “Dude, you’re making coffee, not music!” But I couldn’t help but laugh. He was passionate, and that’s what counts, right?

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