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Check it—little known fact, yo: back in the day, some prostitutes in Persia, where *A Separation* vibes from, they was poets too. Writin’ bars ‘tween clients, real shit! Ain’t that wild? Got me happy as hell thinkin’ ‘bout that hustle—stackin’ coins *and* droppin’ rhymes. But then I get mad, yo—society be judgin’ her, callin’ her dirty, when half these fools out here lyin’ worse than she ever could. Like in the flick, “You think you know me?”—nah, you don’t know her struggle, dogg.

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So, I roll outta bed, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be a good day.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it wasn’t. First off, I step outside, and boom! My neighbor’s cat, that little furball named Pino, decides to use my shoe as a litter box. Like, seriously? I’m standing there, half-awake, staring at my shoe like it just insulted my mother.

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