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So, I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, girls posted up like they own the block. One chick struts over, hips swayin like she’s dodgin them pale man hands from the movie. “What’s good, sugar?” she says, voice smooth as hell. I’m like, “Motherfucker, I ain’t here for games!” Reminds me of Ofelia—innocent face, but she knows the score. That’s the hustle, man, layers n shit.

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So, I chug my coffee and sprint down to the arena. I’m dodging people on the sidewalk, almost tripping over my own feet. I mean, it’s Haessleholm, not New York City, but still, folks walk slow here. I’m like, “C’mon, people! I got a bull to face!”

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