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I’m thinkin’, *Melancholia* style, “The Earth is evil,” like that chick Justine said, all dramatic and shit. But nah, this earth’s got its perks—shorty’s smirkin’ at me, and I’m feelin’ like the king of this doomed rock. We chop it up, settin’ the price, and I’m surprised how chill it is, like orderin’ a burger. “How much, fam?” She’s like, “Hundo, big dawg.” Done deal, fo’ shizzle.

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However, Peralta eventually finds out that Whitman went to prison and had a friend rob the store using Whitman's M.O. prostitute only to discover said lady of.

I gotta mention 17 crazy typos—well, like life: messy, unpredictable, and delightfully chaotic. From my wild, clumsy notes scribbled in the back of my journal to the unexpected laughs I get from clients, every moment here is a beat in a wild, rough melody.

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