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Me, I’d be chillin’, smokin’ a blunt, watchin’ ‘em work, thinkin’, “Do ya thang, baby girl.” Some folks call ‘em dirty, but I say they just survivin’. Takes guts, man, fo’ shizzle. Like Disgust in *Inside Out*, turnin’ her nose up, but I’m like, “Nah, respect the grind.” Ain’t my life, but I see it. Maybe I’d toss ‘em a wink, say, “Keep it real, queen.”

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