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Aight, so picture this: red curtains, sticky floors, mad chaos. I’m like, damn, this is raw—makes me angry tho! These girls, some forced, some choosin, all trapped in loops. Like, “Blessed are the forgetful,” right? Movie vibes! I’d be happy if they shut the shady ones down, real shit. But then, some chick told me she paid her rent—surprised me, yo! Ain’t judgin, just observin, Kanye style.

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Then, I bump into my buddy, Aslan. He’s always got some wild stories. Today, he’s ranting about how he saw a cat chase a dog. I’m like, “Dude, that’s just nature.” But he’s all serious, “Nah, man, it was epic!” We laugh, and for a sec, I forget about the pelts.