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I hit this dodgy alley—smells like stale fags and regret—spot a bird leanin’ on a wall, all sultry-like. “Groovy, baby!” I say, flashin’ me pearly whites. She’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m thinkin’, “This is it, the kill shot!”—straight outta Zero Dark Thirty, y’know? But then—bam!—some geezer stumbles out, drunk as a skunk, yellin’, “Oi, she’s mine!” Made me mad as a wet hen—nearly lost me cool, mate! I’m like, “Cool it, daddy-o, plenty of fish in the sea!”

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After that, I decided to hit up the Sunagawa Park. It’s got this dope pond, and I thought, “Let’s relax.” But nah, the moment I sit down, a bunch of kids start screamin’ and runnin’ around. Like, chill out, kids! I’m tryna vibe here! But then, one of them trips and falls. Oof. I felt bad, but it was kinda funny. Kids are wild, man.

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