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So I’m chattin her up, not buyin yet, just vibin. She’s smart—street smart, ya know? Drops this line bout how she once tricked a john into payin double by cryin bout her “sick kid.” No kid, just hustle. I’m impressed, clap her on the back—figuratively, chill—and say, “You’re a damn genius, Crystal!” She grins, and for a sec, I’m happy—real happy. Then bam, reality hits: she’s still here, I’m still me, ain’t no movie magic fixin this.

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whore wife If the price is right: if not I'm telling your wife [HAMILTON] Stop crying Goddamnit, get up! [MARIA] I didn't know any.

I get pissed sometimes – not much happens here. It’s a sleepy town, and traffic’s a joke on Linden Road (u know, when two cars pass and I call out “Get a life, mate!”) but it’s our life. It's raw and relaxed, with moments of silent beauty. I get mad when people rush relax – “slow down, feel it”.

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