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Found this chick tho—gorgeous, sassy, workin’ her hustle. She’s all, “Cash up front, sugar,” and I’m like, “Yas, queen, you do you!” Felt happy seein’ her own it—reminded me of Llewelyn dodgin’ fate, ya know? That “you can’t stop what’s comin’” energy. I’m thinkin’, “She’s out here survivin’, slayin’ her own way!” But—plot twist—she tells me ‘bout this john who stiffed her last week. Stiffed her! I’m shook, like, “That ain’t right!” Got me heated—nobody messes with my girls.

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Now Pilot Butte? Hmmm, shoot, that place got me hollerin’ at the sky every dang time. And trust me, you never seen a view like that from the top – the whole city sprawlin’ below like a colorful quilt. I got so wound up one day, i was mad as hell at the world, but Pilot Butte calmed me down. Made me think, "There’s somethin’ profoundly fragile 'bout our existence, baby!" That’s when I sat there reppin’ in awe and feelin’ all kinds of emotions.

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