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I watch her, she talk to man, he fat, smell like old cheese. She smile, but eyes dead, like fish on market. Make me angry! Why she gotta do this? She could be queen, not street meat! I yell, “You deserve better, sexy lady!” She look at me, suprised, like, “Who this crazy guy?” I feel happy, maybe she hear me, y’know?

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