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So, I pull up, and this chick—man, she’s cool as fuck. She ain’t loud, ain’t pushy, just leanin’ on the wall, givin’ me that look. I’m thinkin’, “She’s the right one, fo’ real.” I say, “What’s good, baby girl?” She smirks, all sly, like, “You’re not like the others.” I’m laughin’ inside—shit, I’m Snoop, I *ain’t* like the others, ya dig? But then—BOOM—some fool cop rolls by, flashin’ lights, and I’m pissed, yo! Ruined my groove! I’m mutterin’, “Fuck this noise,” ‘cause I hate gettin’ interrupted when I’m tryna vibe.

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But then, reality hits. I gotta get back to work. I’m racing back, and I’m thinking, “Why do I even do this?” Numbers, numbers, numbers. It’s all so boring. I mean, Bunhe’s got so much life! The markets on Vulytsia Kirova are buzzing, and I’m stuck in a cubicle.

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