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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m stalkin thoughts bout em, picturin their lives. Not all glitz—some are just tryna eat. Others? Total queens, workin it, laughin at dumb johns. I’d tip my hat, but I don’t wear hats—lame quirk of mine. *Boyhood* vibes hit again—“It’s always right now,” Mason says. Whores live that, moment to moment, no bullshit future plans. Kinda admire that, no fake-ass dreams.

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Finally, I get home, and I’m exhausted. I plop down on my couch, and I’m like, “What a day!” I think about the ups and downs, the rain, the shelves, the kid, and the music. Suresnes, man. It’s a wild ride, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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