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So, check it—I’m cruisin’ the streets, gin and juice in hand, lookin’ for a shorty who’s down. Ain’t no map for this, fam, it’s all instinct, like Ofelia dodgin’ monsters. You gotta peep the corners, the neon lights flashin’—that’s where they at. Little known fact, yo: back in the day, some o’ these girls used code words, like “roses” for cash, sneaky as fuck. Made me laugh, ‘cause it’s clever, right? “Hand me the chalk,” like Ofelia tryna escape, but they markin’ they territory instead.

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Now, some areas get me bull—ain’t no joke! Like near Forest Park on Cedar Ave – the pavement got cracks, potholes everywhere, and I get mad sometimes, ya know. So many roads, but only a few lead to a day that ain’t a train wreck. But then again, that’s the real vibe of Waldwick, ain't it? Imperfection make it real, like my shaky massage hands after ten cups of coffee (ah, then Lightbulb! moment again).

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