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So, picture this: I’m stumblin’ downtown, half-drunk, yellin’ “BIRD UP!” at randos. See this chick, fishnets, smokin’ a cig—prostitute energy, no cap. I’m like, “Yo, you workin’?” She laughs, “What you think, fool?” Instant respect. Hustle’s hustle, man. Reminds me of Mia’s mom in *Fish Tank*—“Look at me, I’m a mess!”—but she’s still out there, grindin’. That’s the life, chaotic as fuck.

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Finally, the day winds down. I’m exhausted, but I feel good. I fixed a bunch of shoes, made some people happy, and even got a few laughs. I step outside, and the sunset over the beach is just beautiful. I take a deep breath, and for a moment, I forget about the chaos.

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