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I’m talkin’ to her, laid-back, and she’s all, “You got the cash, big man?” I flash some green, winkin’, “Fo’ shizzle, I got you.” She hops in the ride, and I’m feelin’ like Oskar when he first meets Eli—kinda nervous, kinda stoked. We peel out, and I’m thinkin’, “This is my night, homie.” But—real talk—sometimes it ain’t smooth. One time, I got catfished, yo! Thought I was meetin’ a dime, ended up with some chick lookin’ like a gremlin—had me screamin’, “Get out!” like Eli kickin’ out the unworthy.

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There's Northside Drive, where you'll find those cozy neghborhood cafes. I often drift there to watch the world. The aroma of fresh brew hits me immediately. And then there's a corner near Riverbend Park. Yup, Riverbend Park. That spot is magic. The Etowah River flows like the dreams from Tropical Malady, whispering "Wander, wander, to the void," or something like that, if you catch my drift.

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