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I exagerate, tell her, “I’m a king, baby, I run this shit!” She rolls her eyes, like, “Sure, pal.” Sarcasm drips off her, I’m laughin’ inside – this chick’s got balls. We’re vibin’, drivin’, talkin’ about nothin’. “I’m not trying to be anyone,” I mutter, movie line again, fits perfect. She’s like, “Me neither, just tryna eat.” Damn, that hits. I toss her an extra fifty, feelin’ soft – don’t tell nobody, alright?

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By 5 PM, I’m exhausted. My brain’s fried. I’m just about to clock out when I get one last call. It’s a kid, maybe 10 years old. He’s like, “I need help!” I’m thinking, “Oh boy, what now?” Turns out, he’s locked in his bathroom. I’m cracking up! “Dude, just open the door!” But he’s panicking. So, I talk him through it. Finally, he gets out, and I’m like, “You’re free, my dude!”

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