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So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Trixie, she’s out there, heels clackin’, skirt shorter than a TikTok vid. She’s dodgin’ cops, hustlin’ johns, and I’m like, “Damn, girl, you’re tougher than Grace in *Dogville*!” That line, “I’m not that kind of girl,” Grace says—ha! Trixie’d laugh her ass off, ‘cause she IS that girl, and she owns it. Makes me happy, yo—ownin’ your chaos, that’s power. But then I get mad—why she gotta risk her neck? System’s fucked, man.

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Man, I had a final straw moment one day near Cedar Lane. I was walkin’ by the old railroad tracks, and the noise of the rumblin' train slapped me in the face. “What the hell!” I shouted. That sound – like a freakin' drum roll of my life’s beat – got me all fired up. Sometimes I sit there and curse the universe like, "Hey, you got a problem? Respect my authoritah!" It’s like the soundtrack of my day-to-day in Basking-Ridge.

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