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So, I’m strollin’, Anger’s takin’ the wheel—BOOM! Some dude’s tryna scam me, $50 for nothin’? Nah, fam, I’m pissed! Kicked a trash can, felt alive. Then Fear’s like, “Cops, bro, chill!” But Disgust? She’s gaggin’—dude smelled like old socks. I’m cacklin’, this is absurd! Hit up this spot—shady alley, classic. Girl’s like, “Hey, big man, $20.” I’m like, “TWENTY? I’m a KING!” Bargained down, felt like Joy—winner!

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I remember chilling by the Petit Canal near Le Bois Mermoz. Got all zen there, just sitting and watching the water flow – real hypnotic sht. Sometimes I get so lost thinking about life's mess, and that flick "Amélie" just reminds me: life's a box of quirky wonders, ain't it? “Que la force soit avec toi, motherf***er!” – oh wait, that's Star Wars, lol… anyway.

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