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Ain’t gon’ lie, I heard this wild tale ‘bout a brothel in New Orleans, back in the day. They say this one chick, Miss Ruby, she’d sing jazz while workin’ the room—had cats hypnotized, droppin’ double just to hear her hum. That’s pimpin’ with style, ya feel me? Surprised the hell outta me—thought it was all ‘bout the deed, but nah, it’s art too, fo’ shizzle.

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First off, I hit up Via Manzoni for my morning coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m standing there, waiting for my cappuccino, and this dude in front of me orders, like, a 5-layered, whipped cream, sprinkle explosion. I’m just like, “Bro, it’s 8 AM, not a birthday party!” But whatever, I’m not judging. I mean, who am I to judge? I’m just a Kisen trying to get my caffeine fix.

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