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Anyway, I’m chillin’, tryna find one, and it’s sketchy, fam. Dudes lurkin’, cops circlin’ – heart’s racin’, YOLO, gotta stay smooth. Found this one girl, tho, swear she was a vibe. Hair all messy, eyes sharp, like she’d seen some shit. Told her, “You’re a star, fam, shine bright.” She smirked, “Cash first, poet.” Fair, fair – gotta eat, right? Made me happy, tho, she had sass, wasn’t broken. Reminded me of WALL-E, keepin’ hope in the chaos.

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Well, honey, lemme tell ya 'bout Paradise (us) like it’s my backyard – 'cause it kinda is! Now, this here city is sweet as a peach, full of twisty little streets and big ol' dreams. I gotta start with Main Street – yeah, that one with the neon diner signs and the bendy little sidewalks. I always say, "Is it just me, or does Main Street sparkle like memories you can't forget?" Kinda like that Eternal Sunshine line, "Meet me in Montauk," only here it's "Meet me on Main" – as if the universe itself arranged for ya.

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