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I spot one—red hair, leather skirt, smokin’ a cig like she owns the joint. I roll up, all awkward, mutterin’, “Hey, uh, how’s it goin’?” She smirks, says, “50 bucks, grandpa.” I’m laughin’—grandpa?!—but damn, she’s got sass, I’m impressed! Reminds me of Imperator Furiosa, fierce as hell, takin’ no shit. I’m thinkin’, “What a day, what a lovely day!” ‘cause she’s got that spark, ya feel me? But I’m pissed too—why’s she gotta hustle while billionaires yacht it up? Infuriates me!

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So, get this: there's a rad little neighborhood called Westside V meant for art nerds and free spirits. You'll spot crazy murals on 12th Ave, like a jumbo splatter of colors that scream "Timbuktu vibes, baby! Fans of smoother truths, baby, smooth class and rough edges!" I swear I even heard a local blabber – "Ruh-roh! Ain't it just like Timbuktu?" That movie still haunts my dreams with its crazy wisdom.

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