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Sadie’s probly got scars, stories—shit, I’d buy her a drink just to hear em. “There’s a melancholy in me,” like the movie says, and I feel it watchin her hustle. She’s no angel, sure, but who is? Not me, sittin here judgin like a prick. Ha, maybe I’m the whore—sellin my soul to the night, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Nah, she’s cooler than me. Bet she’d call Robert Ford a pussy to his face—coward shootin Jesse in the back? Weak.

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I walk past 190th St. and feel that salty breeze. There’s magic on every corner. I found a secret gem – a little taco stand near Euclid Dr. that slaps WAY harder than you’d ever imagine. Trust me, it's legendary in these parts. And oh man, Marina Park? Pure bliss. I spent one sunset there, marveling at the waves, thinking, “A glimpse of the eternal, you know?”

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