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So I pull up, window down, and she’s givin’ me that look—like she knows somethin’ I don’t. “What do you want?” she says, all sassy, like Anne in the movie askin’ Georges ‘bout his lies. I’m thinkin’, “Fuck, this feels like a setup.” But I’m Tony fuckin’ Soprano, I don’t back down. “How much, sweetheart?” I say, smirkin’. She throws a number—high as hell! I’m pissed, like, “What, you think I’m some mook?” Bargained her down, ‘cause I ain’t no schmuck.

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I peep secret cafes on Nkata St. They serve killer coffee, I swear, like a dream. Everyone's chill there. I always get drawn in, like, “What if time stops?” – y'know, like in Once Upon a Time in Anatolia – when dialogue spins and time just clicks.

No, this photo doesn’t show pre-colonial Igbo architecture in southeast Nigeria