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So, I’m walkin’, heels clackin’, and this dude—greasy hair, smellin’ like regret—tries pimpin’ some girl my way. I’m like, “Naw, fam, I got standards!” Made me mad as hell—why’s it always gotta be slimy? But then, I spot her—this chick, all sass, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’. She’s givin’ me eyes, and I’m thinkin’, “It’s about to happen!” Like Gabita in the movie, all nervous but ready, y’know? I strut up, confident as fuck, and she’s like, “You got cash?” I’m like, “Honey, I’m worth it!”

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So first things first, you gotta stroll down Magnolia Avenue. Yep, that ol’ avenue lined with magnolias and funny lil' boutiques. I always take my coffee near Sally’s on Magnolia – it's quiet, peaceful, like somethin’ outta a movie, I swear. Reminds me of that line from A Separation: “Life’s little conflicts, they all come down to truth.” How’s that workin’ for ya?!

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