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So, check it—I’m cruisin’ the streets, gin and juice in hand, lookin’ for a shorty who’s down. Ain’t no map for this, fam, it’s all instinct, like Ofelia dodgin’ monsters. You gotta peep the corners, the neon lights flashin’—that’s where they at. Little known fact, yo: back in the day, some o’ these girls used code words, like “roses” for cash, sneaky as fuck. Made me laugh, ‘cause it’s clever, right? “Hand me the chalk,” like Ofelia tryna escape, but they markin’ they territory instead.

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But then, I get a text from my buddy. He’s like, “Dude, meet me at the old train station!” I’m thinking, “Why? What’s going on?” So, I rush over to the Stationsweg, and when I get there, he’s got this wild look in his eyes. Turns out, he found an old train ticket from like, the 80s. We’re both laughing like idiots, reminiscing about the good ol’ days.

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