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Yo, what’s good, fam? So, check it, I’m Snoop Dogg, laid-back forester vibes, droppin’ some real talk bout findin’ a prostitute, fo’ shizzle. Man, this shit wild, like somethin’ outta my fave flick, *Only Lovers Left Alive*. You know, that Jarmusch joint from 2013? Got them vibes—dark, moody, eternal hustle, ya dig? Like Adam and Eve, slidin’ through centuries, lookin’ for that next hit. Same energy when you tryna find a pro, fam. It’s a hunt, a vibe, a whole damn mood.

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After my snack attack, I stroll down to Obita Park. It’s usually a chill spot, but today? It’s packed. There’s a festival or something. People are dancing, music blasting. I’m just standing there, feeling outta place. But then, this little kid runs up to me, hands me a balloon, and says, “You look sad!” I’m like, “Kid, you have no idea.” But I can’t help but smile.

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