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Yo, Young Mula Baby! Check it, I’m sittin’ here, stockbrokin’ my ass off, tryna stack them green stacks, thinkin’ ‘bout Find a Prostitute—like, what’s good, fam? Market’s wild, up and down, like a chick workin’ the corner tryna dodge the cops, ya feel me? I’m vibin’ to *Ida*, that flick’s my jam—quiet, deep, nun shit, but real as fuck. “What’s hidden will stay hidden,” like them secrets them girls carry on the stroll, man, heavy shit.

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After my epic surf session, I’m feeling pumped. I decide to hit up a local bar on Naka Street. It’s a dive, but it’s got character. I order a cold beer and sit outside, watching the sunset. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m just soaking it in. Then, this local dude sits next to me. He’s got a guitar and starts playing some tunes. It’s chill, and I’m vibing.