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Yo, check it, I’m Kanye, fam! Findin’ a prostitute, man, it’s wild. Like tryna crack them Zodiac codes, ya feel? I’m out here, genius mind spinnin’, thinkin’—where she at? Streets buzzin’, lights flashin’, it’s a movie, bro! “Zodiac” vibes, Fincher got me twisted—obsessed. That line, “I’m not Paul Avery,” hittin’ me. I ain’t no average joe, nah, I’m Yeezy! Lookin’ for her, it’s a puzzle, a chase.

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The vibe here is mellow, kinda like "A Serious Man": like, "This is not my day, eh?" but then, bam, hi-ho! I'm walkin' Main St. where you'll find old Brick & Bone Pub, a chill spot with neon lights. The streets, man—they're twisty, jumbled, like a crazy maze. Over on Maple Drive, near the old clock tower, I often ease my clients' stressed muscles after a long day. Not to mix up, but that clock tower rings like a cosmic reminder, "Everything is just fine, ok, really fine", y'know?

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