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But, ugh, some dude catcalled me—gross! Made me so mad, I was, like, “I’m not the vibe, bro!” Felt like that scene in *Boyhood* where Mason’s mom yells, “I’m done with this!” So over it. Then, this one girl, she’s strutting, all confident, and I’m, like, “Yas, queen, werk it!” She probs thought I was nuts, but I was living for it. Made me happy, like, she’s out here owning it.

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I admit, I’ve had my share of “Zero Dark Thirty” nights—dark, broody, with tension almost as thick as the ghetto coffee I sip at late hours on Coddington. Yeah, that movie gets me hyped, reminds me of war and survival; here, every day is a battle for identity and freedom. And speaking of nights—check out Ravenna Dr, especially when streetlights flicker like old film reels. It’s eerie, yet captivating.

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