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Dunno, tho—part of me’s like, “This ain’t Paris, dope.” No poetic walks here—just alleys smellin’ like pee and regret. Still, somethin’ bout it’s wild, like livin’ a secret movie scene. “Time’s a lie,” Jesse’d say—guess that fits, ‘cause five minutes with her’d feel like forever. Mmm… donuts. Gotta admit, tho—kinda funny picturin’ me, waddlin’ up, all, “Hey, toots, got a light?” She’d prolly charge extra for the cringe.

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I chill a lot near Maple & 3rd. That street is lit. I remember a time when dat street lit up crazy with neon signs and frenzied dancers at night. OMG, heart was racing. Felt like a scene from Sarah Polley’s flick… life but unscripted, wild, looove.

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