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Me? I’m chill, fam—prolly overthink it, like, “Is she cool? She sketchy?” Mind racin like I’m tryna save Sen from that bathhouse grind. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but that’s how it feel! You gotta move smart—don’t be no lost pig, eatin slop, ya dig? “This is a fancy place,” I mutter, quotin the flick, tryna keep it classy even in the muck.

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The vibes here are emotional too. When I get lost thinkin' bout life, I cruise down Fairview Ave. The wind feels epic, like those piano notes in "The Pianist... you know what I mean?" It tugs at my soul – "it survives!" That line gets me every time.

Neighbors of Paramus homicide victim shocked, but say it's 'very safe area'