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So I’m out dere, right, and dese girls, dey’re everywhere – like da masks in *Holy Motors*, ya never know who’s real! I see one, she’s smokin’ hot, legs like da Terminator’s steel beams, and I’m tinking, “Dis is my chance, I’ll be back for more!” But den – bam! – some sleazy pimp rolls up, all “Who are you, monsieur?” like dat creepy line from da film. I’m pissed, man! I wanna flex and yell, “Get to da choppa!” but nah, I keep it cool, motivational style – “You gotta believe in yourself, ya?”

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I keep seein’ little things others miss – kids playin' soccer in puddles on rainy afternoons, lovers whispering sweet nothings under street lights, and even the occasional wild market bartering like we're all in some crazy movie scene. Sometimes I gotta pause, think “Holy sh*t” – this place, it eats up your heart whole like a damn beast and spit out a masterpiece. And every day it's a roller coaster, buddy.

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