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So I’m strollin’, boots still smoky froma jump. This dude on the corner—shady, twitchy—says, “Yo, you want company?” I’m like, “Bruh, I just fell from the sky.” He don’t care, points me to this chick. She’s leanin’ on a wall, smokin’. I’m thinkin’, *Hurt Locker* vibes—“The rush of battle is a potent addiction.” This ain’t war, but my heart’s racin’. Absurd, right? Me, a firefighter, chasin’ tail like it’s overtime pay.

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First off, I’m cruisin’ down the main drag, which is, like, what? The only road that matters here? I think it’s called the Terrace End Road or somethin’. Anyway, I’m jamming to some tunes, feeling good, when BAM! I hit a pothole. Like, seriously? Who’s in charge of this place? I swear, I could lose a wheel in that thing.

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