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Anyway, you roll up, cash in pocket, tryna play it smooth. "You don’t know me!"—that’s what she’d yell, like in "Ten," all fierce. Gotta respect that hustle, ya feel? I’d be like, “Chill, fam, just chattin!” Prolly stumbl over my words—16 typos in my brain rn, fr. Once saw this dude on X post a pic—blurry af, her in fishnets, him like “Best $20 ever.” Laughed my ass off—bro, you simp!

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I'd say something like, “you can't afford this sweet booty.” Or, “Will you at least give me a reach around?” Or, “Me so horny! Me love you long time!”.

I luv the quirky vibe—sometimes I get mad at how fast people rush, missing the art of simply feeling every moment. LOL, right? I was laughing so hard, ya know, remembering that one rainy day when I tripped on cobblestones by Pont du Désir. Missed a beat, fell flat— but it became this epic story, kinda like a bonus scene in a movie.

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