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Me? I’m chill with it, fo’ shizzle. Had this one time, right? Homie hooked me up with a spot—dim lights, slow jams, hands workin’ magic. Felt like I was floatin’, like Llewyn on that cold-ass road, but warm, ya feel me? “If I had wings,” I’d fly back there, no cap. Made me happy as fuck, tension gone, soul singin’. But yo, some places? Sketchy as hell. Had this one chick—hands like sandpaper, pissed me off! I’m like, “Girl, you tryna exfoliate my soul or what?” Left there madder than a cat in a bathtub.

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The Tocantins River? Man, that's my muse. It flows right near the outskirts. I used to sit right on its banks (I mean, almost every day) – it's like nature's own freeway of feelings. I once had an impromptu midnight jam session (bonus points to the silent rhythms) with the river whispering secrets. I swear the river hummed, “The killer's at large,” in a voice only the night could understand. Super mystical, like a scene from the movie, punctuated with, “This is the uncomfortable truth, ain't it?”

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