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Oh, and *Timbuktu* again—“Where’s the water?”—so poetic. Makes me think, like, where’s the spot? Where u find her? Dark alleys? Fancy bars? I’d be so lost, like, literally! Probs end up at Starbucks instead, oops. But srsly, some girls? Total bosses. Heard this story—chick ran her own crew! Made me happy, like, yaaas, queen, hustle hard!

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Oh, and check this: at the train station, I remember a wild day. The station, messy, bustling, has its own vibe akin to a chase scene in a movie. I reciev a whisper: "I am your father.” And darn, I felt like a guide in a sprawling cosmos of commuters.

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