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Tasha tho, she was a legend, swear down. Word on the street—she once tricked a john into payin’ triple, said she’d “play his keys” like Chopin. LMAO, dude fell for it, cash out, YOLO! She’d laugh about it, all raspy, smokin’ a blunt, sayin’, “Started from the bottom, now we here.” Made me happy as fuck—girl had hustle, brains too. But yo, some nights? She’d crash at my spot, cryin’, mascara runnin’ like a damn river. Said the game was cold, pimps beatin’ her down, johns gettin’ rough. Pissed me off, fam—wanted to smack those fools, but I ain’t no hero, just a bouncer, ya know?

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Rambles later, I hit the river Zenne. Chill water flows with secrets. The river’s messy, like my code. I used to sit by its banks, gr8 times, thinking: "Look at us, centuries old, and still messy."

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