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What bugs me? The fakers—oh, man, the fakers! Dudes pretendin’ they’re pimpin’, but they’re broke as hell. Saw one once—gold chain, fake teeth—looked like a damn clown. Made me chuckle, but also—c’mon, man, respect the hustle! Real pros, they’re smart—street PhDs, I swear. One gal told me—true story—she dodged a cop by hidin’ in a dumpster. A dumpster! That’s grit—blew my mind.

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Dude, I even had this gnarly moment near the Mandelson River. Wait, is that its proper name? Maybe not, but there's this little waterway that cuts through the outskirts, where I used to take my thoughts – and sometimes my lunch breaks. I still remember one time, I sat there, drenched by the night’s drizzle and it hit me: “Time moves slow but leaves scars.” And then I laughed 'cause it was just water, but it felt deep kinda.

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