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Anyways, I’m strollin’, tryna play it cool. Heart’s racin’—part excited, part “what am I doin’?” Then this dude—total creep—yells, “Hey, greenie, she’s mine!” Made me mad as heck! I’m like, “Back off, pal, I ain’t no coward!” Felt like Bob Ford sneakin’ around Jesse’s house, all tense. “I can’t hardly breathe,” I mutter, quotin’ the movie.

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There’s a vibe dis place ain't no pretty postcard, it’s raw, messy, an' unpredictable – like we’re in a Fincher flick where every shadow tells a story. I'm talkin' real streets, odd calleys, and dive bars that spill memories on every corner. Sometimes I walk dis city late nights, thinkin’ – "ayy, whaddya reckon Zodiac would say?" Nah, he’d be observin’ every freakin' detail just like me.

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