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So, I’m rollin’ through, maybe Chi-town, maybe LA—don’t matter. You see ‘em posted up, lookin’ tired, used up. Breaks my heart, real shit. But I’m curious too, like—what’s they story? One time, heard this chick ran from some small-ass town, ended up here. True story, fam—girl was 19, dad was a preacher, wild twist. Reminds me of *Leviathan*—that priest talkin’ God, but world’s still fucked.

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This city’s full of flavor. For real! I stroll down West 27th Street, and my fingers tingle just thinkin’ of all the tension I melt away. Some days I’m like, “The wind blows, and the world moves.” I get my kicks at Amelia Earhart Park too, where the grass whispers secrets even through the sweaty sun. Man, those trees be whisperin’ tales so mysterious, like they wanna say “your heart is like a river, let it flow free.”

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