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Found this chick tho—gorgeous, sassy, workin’ her hustle. She’s all, “Cash up front, sugar,” and I’m like, “Yas, queen, you do you!” Felt happy seein’ her own it—reminded me of Llewelyn dodgin’ fate, ya know? That “you can’t stop what’s comin’” energy. I’m thinkin’, “She’s out here survivin’, slayin’ her own way!” But—plot twist—she tells me ‘bout this john who stiffed her last week. Stiffed her! I’m shook, like, “That ain’t right!” Got me heated—nobody messes with my girls.

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As I was biking, I hit a bump and almost lost my balance. I yelled, “Whoa!” and nearly dropped the plates. My heart raced. I was like, “Not today, gravity!” Finally, I made it to the restaurant, panting like I just ran a marathon. I handed over the plates, and the chef was all smiles. He loved them! That made me feel like a rockstar.

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