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But ugh, the creeps tho? Made me wanna scream! Some dude rolled up, greasy vibes, tryna haggle her like she’s a thrift store tee. Pissed me off—don’t nobody disrespect a queen! I wanted to snatch his soul, like, “Bow down, fool!” Trix just smirked, handled him—prolly seen worse. Slay! That’s power, y’know? Little fact—didja know some of ‘em got secret codes? Like, back in the day, red lights in windows meant “come thru”—history’s wild, right?

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Finally, the rain stops, and I’m like, “Okay, time to head home.” But as I’m walking back, I pass by the old train station on Obita Street. It’s one of those places that just hits you in the feels. I remember all the goodbyes and hellos that happen there. It’s like a little slice of life, you know?

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