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But ugh, gets me mad too! Radio plays it all wrong—too fast, no feel! Ruins the groove, dude! I’m, like, screamin’ in my head—LET IT BREATHE! Prostitute’s s’posed to slink, not sprint, y’know? Oh, and once—true story—I met this chick at a gig. Swear she was livin’ the prostitute life—red heels, smoky eyes, the works! Told me she danced to it in some shady bar. Surprised me, man—thought that only happened in movies!

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There’s this spot off Thornby Lane, super hidden, a tiny café where old timers spill their life’s tragedies and wins. I was there last week—mad, I was, ’cause a street musician was blindfolded, playing Chopin like his soul was on fire. "I ate his liver with fava beans!" I laughed, thinking how art so raw can resonate here.

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