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But here’s the kicker—little known fact, man—back in the ‘70s, some pros had secret codes. Like, wearin’ a red scarf meant “I’m free, baby.” Saw this gal with one, thought, “Apollo’s got game!” Turns out, she just liked scarves—pissed me off, wasted my time! I’m yellin’ in my head, “I must break you!”—not her, the hustle, ya feel me?

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First off, I hit up Rue de la République for my morning coffee. You know, the usual spot. The barista, Marie, she’s got this killer smile. But today? She spills my espresso all over the counter. I’m like, “C’mon, Marie! I need that caffeine!” But she just laughs it off. I mean, who can stay mad at her? Not me, I guess.

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