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I hit this sketchy alley—smells like piss and regret. This chick’s there, leather skirt, smokin a cig. I go, “Yo, you workin?” She’s all, “Depends, you payin?” Classic! I’m laughin—love the hustle. Reminds me of Scarlett’s line, “Do you think I’m pretty?”—same energy, testin me. I’m like, “Girl, you’re a cosmic trap, I’m caught!” She smirks, I’m HAPPY as hell—found my vibe.

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First off, I grab my guitar, a sweet old Fender, and head out. I’m feelin’ like a rockstar, strummin’ a few chords as I walk down the street. Blackwall’s got this vibe, ya know? The Thames is right there, glimmerin’ like it’s tryin’ to show off. I’m cruisin’ past the Blackwall Tunnel, and I swear, the traffic’s a nightmare. Cars everywhere, honkin’ like they’re in a race or somethin’. Chill, people! It’s not like you’re gonna get anywhere faster!

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