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So, picture this—I’m hoppin’ down the street, ears flappin’, lookin’ for a carrot, when bam! I stumble into this shady spot. Neon lights blinkin’, girls leanin’ on corners, smokin’ cigs. One chick’s like, “Hey, bunny, you lost?” I’m like, nah, just cruisin’, babe! Made me laugh—me, Bugs, lost? Pfft. But it got me thinkin’—these gals, they’re hustlin’, survivin’. Kinda badass, kinda sad. Reminds me of Penny Lane in “Almost Famous,” y’know? “We are not groupies, we’re Band Aids!”—except, nah, these girls ain’t here for the music.

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Then, I get this wild idea. I pull out my phone and start livestreaming from the park. I’m like, “Yo, Manhush! What’s up?!” People start joinin’ in, and I’m feelin’ the energy. I’m crackin’ jokes, showin’ off the scenery. It’s lit! I even get a donation from some random dude. I’m like, “What? This is awesome!”

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