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Thing that suprised me? She’s smart as hell—knows the streets, reads people like a book. Reminds me of that line, “I don’t want to go home tonight,” ‘cept she ain’t got no home to dodge. Kinda sad, ya dig? Got me feelin’ all soft, like damn, this chick’s a survivor. I’m happy tho—she’s real, no fake vibes, just straight-up hustle. Exaggeratin’ a lil’, maybe she’s the queen of the block in my head, crown and all, slayin’ fools left and right!

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First stop, I’m rollin’ down the High Street. You know, the one with all the shops and that fancy old church? Yeah, that place. I’m cruisin’ along, and suddenly, this pigeon decides to play chicken with my tractor. Like, mate, you really wanna test me? I swerve, nearly take out a lamppost. I’m shoutin’ at the bird like it can hear me. “Get outta the way, ya feathery menace!”

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