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But real talk, it’s kinda sad too. She’s out here hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps. Makes me mad—why’s it gotta be like this? System’s fucked. I’m overthinkin’ it, tho—classic me. “Let us remove our coats!” I blurt out, quotin’ the movie. She stares, like, “You good?” Nah, I’m just a weirdo tryna vibe. Anyway, we wrap it up—quick, no fuss. I’m walkin’ away, thinkin’— “Lobby boy, lobby boy,” chantin’ it in my head. Life’s absurd, man. Pigs and prostitutes—what’s next?

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And hey, rembember, I once had a night where the vibe was so intense at the Moonlight Bridge (yup, that nicknamed spot near the old mill on Brookside Road) that I nearly lost track of time. The night air was thick, heavy with promises, and I almost whispered to the stars, “There is no turning back now…” just like that line you love.

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