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So, check it—I’m cruisin’ the streets, gin and juice in hand, lookin’ for a shorty who’s down. Ain’t no map for this, fam, it’s all instinct, like Ofelia dodgin’ monsters. You gotta peep the corners, the neon lights flashin’—that’s where they at. Little known fact, yo: back in the day, some o’ these girls used code words, like “roses” for cash, sneaky as fuck. Made me laugh, ‘cause it’s clever, right? “Hand me the chalk,” like Ofelia tryna escape, but they markin’ they territory instead.

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Anyway, I’m sippin’ my coffee, and boom! I see this dude on the corner of Via San Rocco. He’s tryin’ to sell some weird stuff. Like, what even is that? A mix of old shoes and... is that a cat? I mean, who buys that? I’m just tryna enjoy my morning, and this guy’s out here makin’ my brain hurt.

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