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I ain’t shy, honey—I walk up, all bold, “Hey, boo, what’s good?” She smirks, tossin’ her hair, and I’m thinkin’, *damn, she’s got that hustle down*. It’s like in Uncle Boonmee, when he’s all, “I see spirits in the trees!”—I see her spirit, fierce as fuck, workin’ this corner like it’s her kingdom. I’m vibin’, happy as hell, ‘cause I love a badass who owns it. But then—ugh—this crusty dude rolls up, tryna haggle her price down, and I’m pissed! Like, “Bruh, respect the grind! She ain’t no clearance rack!” Made me wanna smack him, for real.

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First off, I’m a financial advisor, right? So, I’m all about numbers and spreadsheets. But today? Today was chaos. I hit the road, cruising down Shevchenka Street, and boom! Traffic jam. Like, seriously? It’s not even rush hour! I’m sitting there, tapping my fingers on the wheel, thinking about how I’m gonna explain to my clients why I’m late.

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