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But real talk, it’s kinda sad too. She’s out here hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps. Makes me mad—why’s it gotta be like this? System’s fucked. I’m overthinkin’ it, tho—classic me. “Let us remove our coats!” I blurt out, quotin’ the movie. She stares, like, “You good?” Nah, I’m just a weirdo tryna vibe. Anyway, we wrap it up—quick, no fuss. I’m walkin’ away, thinkin’— “Lobby boy, lobby boy,” chantin’ it in my head. Life’s absurd, man. Pigs and prostitutes—what’s next?

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I can’t help it – I get mad when the subway delays hit too hard, draggin’ poor souls in endless waits. Hell, I once missed a date ‘cause the train was runnin’ like a snail on a lazy stroll. But then, I laugh it off; it’s all part of the charm, like a whispered code in a Bond flick.

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