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I’m pissed, too—why’s it gotta be so sketchy? Find a prostitute, sure, but then what? You’re dodgin’ cops, creepers, and—who knows?—maybe she’s got a gang waitin’ to jack your wallet. “Witness me!” she yells, and I’m like, “Witness what? My bank account dyin’?” It’s nuts! But then, okay, I’m kinda thrilled—danger’s the spice, right? Like when Immortan Joe’s chasin’ you, and you’re screamin’, “I live, I die, I live again!”—that rush, man, it’s sick.

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And yo, check it – some days, I'm out cruisin' on Massachusetts Ave. and pass by MIT, catchin' glimpses of students hustlin' with fixxed ideas, serously transforming thoughts into revolutionary stuff. It's all energy, like that insane, adrenaline-packed chase in Mad Max – pure, raw survival in a concrete jungle, yo.

Trees in the City exhibition at Thrive highlights beauty of our endangered green lungs