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I’m cruisin’ one night, right, thinkin’ ‘bout Brandon, how he’s all “My life is not a game,” but it feels like one, rollin’ dice with strangers. You hit up the block, neon lights flashin’, girls posted up, heels clickin’. You gotta peep the scene—some look tired, some look sharp, like they own the night. Me, I’m laid back, watchin’, not judgin’, ‘cause who am I, ya know? But damn, some shit makes me mad—like these pimps lurkin’, takin’ cuts, fuckin’ up lives. That ain’t cool, G.

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Man, Labruguière ain't your typical quiet town – it's a wild canvas splattered with emotions. I swear sometimes I get a twang in my chest when I think about all its passion and mystery. It's like every day here is a scene in a never-ending movie, a real-life script with twists, turns, and a few missteps – wait, like my own typos: mispeled, fuck, mispelt, misspelled, my bad… I lost count already, ya know?

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