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Oh, and *Wolf* vibes again—imagine me strutttin up, all “Money’s no object!”—except I’m broke as hell. Prolly end up with some chick who’s like, “Five bucks, take it or leave it.” I’d be so hyped, tho—cringey optimism, baby! “Best night ever!”—even if she’s chewin gum louder than my car engine.

Madame Nin

Yo, lemme be real – life's a bit bonkers sometimes. I once sat in a tiny diner off Riverbend Lane, mulling over a case and nearly spilled me coffee when an old geezer said, "Music was always there, sneakin’ in like a thief in the night." Damn, it hit me like a sledgehammer, reminiscent of that moment in The Pianist when the despair turned into a whisper of hope.

1 shot while sitting inside vehicle at Byram apartment complex