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So, he finds this chick, right? She’s struttin’, heels clickin’ like a clock tickin’ down to doom. I’m watchin’ from ‘cross the street, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’, “This boy ‘bout to get robbed or worse!” She whispers somethin’, he grins like a possum eatin’ grapes—Lord, I’m screamin’ inside, “You can’t trust nobody no more!” That’s *Children of Men* realness, y’all! World’s fallin’ apart, and Joe’s out here chasin’ tail. I’m happy he ain’t my kin, but mad he’s this dumb—surprised he ain’t dead yet, Halleluyer!

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I work my magic in my little massage palace, so I get to see folks untwist their knots and secrets alike. Clients sometimes spill their souls about how the city's weird, and I’m like, “Bro, life IS weird,” echoing that existential nihilism from the movie—y'know, “the world is nothing but some goddamn, endless wheel of torment”? (Sorry if that’s too dark, but hey, that’s life here!)

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