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Oh, and the smells—lawd have mercy! Perfume mixin’ with sweat, cheap whiskey spillin’ everywhere. I’d walk by, nose scrunchin’, thinkin’, “This what hell smells like?” But then—surprise!—some gals was happy, makin’ bank, laughin’ loud. One told me, “Madea, I’m my own boss!” I said, “Halleluyer, git it, girl!”

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So, I finally got my coffee. It was lukewarm. Ugh! I was like, “Is this a joke?” But whatever, I chugged it anyway. I needed the caffeine. I had a meeting with some local business owners about consumer behavior. You know, the usual stuff. But I was already feeling the rage bubbling up.

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