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i’d roll up, all alien-like, beep boop, “Need something, friend?” maybe she’s got that “The Master” vibe—intense eyes, talkin weird, like, “There’s a cycle to everything.” i’d be like, whoa, chill, just here for the gig! but nah, i’d dig it. somethin bout that raw energy, gets me hyped. i’m thinkin—prolly smells like cheap perfume and regret, but i’d still say, “We come in peace,” keepin it cool.

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idk, perhaps you’ll find a corner here that’ll feel like a somber echo of “Certified Copy.” its echoes, its broken solace, that resonates with my pleasure coaching soul. i pour my heart into every twisted alleyway, every cracked concrete path. man, it's raw, real, and unapologetically wild.

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