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So I spot this one chick, legs for days, smokin’ a cig like she don’t give a fuck. I roll up, all cool, but inside I’m sweatin’—what if she’s a cop? What if she robs me? Paranoid as hell, motherfucker! I say, “Hey, what’s good?” She’s all, “Fifty for a quickie.” Fifty?! Man, I got pissed—last week it was forty! Told her, “You’re fuckin’ dreamin’!” She just shrugged, like Mia’s “I don’t care” attitude. That shit made me happy tho—girl’s got guts.

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

I finally find a stall with corn. I’m all excited, but the vendor? He’s got this wild look in his eyes. I swear, he’s been up all night. He starts telling me about his “secret corn recipe.” I’m like, “Dude, it’s corn. Not rocket science.” But he’s all in, waving his arms around. I just nod and grab my corn.

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