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Me? I’m chill with it, fo’ shizzle. Had this one time, right? Homie hooked me up with a spot—dim lights, slow jams, hands workin’ magic. Felt like I was floatin’, like Llewyn on that cold-ass road, but warm, ya feel me? “If I had wings,” I’d fly back there, no cap. Made me happy as fuck, tension gone, soul singin’. But yo, some places? Sketchy as hell. Had this one chick—hands like sandpaper, pissed me off! I’m like, “Girl, you tryna exfoliate my soul or what?” Left there madder than a cat in a bathtub.

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As I get closer, I overhear some gossip. “Did you hear? He left her for the neighbor!” I’m like, wow, even in death, drama follows. I can’t help but chuckle. I mean, who knew funerals could be so juicy?

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