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Angry, I got, seein’ her struggle—society, ugh! Happy tho, when she laughed—pure gold. Surprised me, her smarts—book-level, yo! Little fact—some hookers outran Olympians, legit! Back in ’89, cops chased one—poof, gone! “Timbuktu” vibes—quiet defiance, y’know? “Death comes, yet life persists,” movie says. Jade told me—clients pay for silence, weird huh? Exaggeratin’ here—she’s a ninja, swear!

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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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