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But man, some pimps out there—piss me off! Greasy dudes, thinkin they own the ring. I wanna slam em through a table, Hulkamania style! One time, this scumbag tried overchargin me—brother, I hulked up quick. “Your ass is grass, dude!” I yelled. He backed off, scared shitless—fuckin priceless.

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Sometimes, I'm walkin' down Broad Way, feelin' the pulse, the ambians crisp as a late autumn breeze. Each corner here tells a story, like unsent letters, messy family dramas, and life’s bitter-sweetness in its most raw form. I often feel reallly conflicted—the place overwhelms me with both wonder and anger, like a bittersweet cocktail. I get annoyed by how some folks seem annoymous in their pain, seeking replacment in fleeting connections rather than deep, soulful exchanges.

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