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But yo, it ain’t all smooth. Got me mad sometimes—shady pimps tryna flex, overchargin’ like I’m some rookie. Nah, fam, I’m Drizzy, I see through that! “Whether you’re a saint or a sinner,” like *Oldboy* says, you still gotta dodge the grime. One time, I almost got scammed—girl said $200, then her “manager” rolled up wantin’ double. I was HEATED, like, “You serious?!” Walked away, YOLO, ain’t worth the drama.

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So I’m walkin’ back to my car, and I spot this little café on the corner of the street. It’s called The Felling Café, or somethin’ like that. I’m thinkin’, “I need a break.” I grab a scone and a cuppa. Best decision ever! The scone’s warm, flaky, and just melts in your mouth. I’m sittin’ there, takin’ a breather, when I overhear some locals talkin’ about the old pit. They’re reminiscing about the good ol’ days.

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