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Oh, and the stigma? Trash. Society’s all, “Eww, dirty,” but I’m screamin’, “They’re human, boo!” Jean-Dominique said, “My imagination is my refuge,” and I bet these girls dream big too—mansions, peace, love. Surprised me how deep it hit. I’m over here, singin’ *Single Ladies* in my head, picturin’ ‘em dancin’ free one day. Slay! They deserve that escape, fam—real talk.

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Man, every day there’s some wild scene, ya know? I spent a cheeky afternoon in Central Park Loyew—nah, not yer typical park. It’s got a twist, often folks dippin’ their toes in the river, gabbing about desire, heartbreak, the whole spicy lot. And guess what? That turns me head like “is it ’cos I is black?” – proper Ali G vibes, innit?

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