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But Rosie? She was sly—like Malik sneakin thru prison. “I’m the king of this shit,” she’d brag, countin crumpled bills. Had this trick—carried a fake gold tooth. Popped it in when cops rolled by—said it threw em off. Little known fact, babe: some girls use props like that! Keeps em safe—or safer, anyway. Surprised me, how smart she was—street PhD, I’m tellin ya.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. I mean, come on! I look up, and it’s like the sky’s just decided to dump on me. I dash for cover under a tree, and I’m standing there, soaked and annoyed. But then, I see a couple sharing an umbrella, laughing and being all cute. I’m like, “Great, now I’m the lonely music editor in the rain.”

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