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So I’m chattin’ her up, she’s cool, voice all smoky. Asks me what I want, I’m like, “Girl, you already know.” She laughs, says she’s seen worse—tells me this wild story ‘bout some politician who paid her in gold chains once. Gold chains! Who even does that? Surprised me, fam, I’m like, “Word? That’s next level!” Made me think—everybody’s got their hustle, their story, even her. Kinda deep, like that lake in the movie, reflectin’ all your sins back at ya.

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So, I sneak out again, this time to Balsta Park. It’s beautiful there, man. Trees everywhere, kids playing, and the sun’s shining. I’m feeling the stress melt away. Erik’s there with a couple of friends, and they’ve got a frisbee. I’m like, “Why not?”

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