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Real talk, tho—met this one chick, vibe was pure, no cap. We chopped it up, hit a spot, and damn, sparks flew like Jesse’s last stand. “The air was thick with somethin’,” like the movie says—tension, lust, all that. Didn’t end in no assassination, tho—happy ending, ya dig? Still, sex-dating fucks with ya head—am I a king or a mark? Exaggeratin’ for drama, I’m thinkin’ every date’s a heist. “Who’s pullin’ the trigger?” I laugh, paranoid as shit.

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Never trust in man. This guy is a satanist telling us right in our faces what god he serves. The end goal is to chip you.

Now, lemme tell ya, sometimes my hands get all tellin' stories – like on the calm banks of Rio Ventoso. I've laid gentle, soothin' hands on backs there. The sound of the water? It's like nature's own lullaby, and sometimes, I swear it whispers, "You don't have to be strong alone," reminding me of them lines from Leviathan when life’s burdens hit ya like a ton of bricks.

With flicks of the wrist, Rio Carnival's drum maestros keep everyone locked in on the beat