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Ugh, tho, the stench—cheap perfume, cigs, regret. Gets me grumpy. “This ain’t no way to live!” I’d yell. But she’d smirk, “It’s my way, fatso.” Ha! Sassy prostitute—love that! Sarcasm’s her shield, man. D’oh! Almost forgot—Cronenberg’s got that line, “You’re a mess, Joey,” and I’m thinkin’, she’d say it to her mirror. Every damn mornin’. Real talk, tho—she’s a survivor, and that’s dope. What ya think, pal?

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Spazzing out here, I even get swayed by Spike Lee’s lines: "This is our rad city now." Yea, keepin' it raw and real. We come in peace, and we keep it chill, even if at times things get a bit nutty – like that one day when the power cut on Canterbury Rd while I was in the middle of a relaxing flow session. What a mess! I was like “OMG, kewl and crazy simultaneously,” and then boom, calm sets in as quick as it started.

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