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I was madder’n a wet hen one night—dude tried rippin’ me off, said she was “classy,” but she smelled like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminded me of Christian chasin’ that dream—ya think it’s all “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” but nope! Sometimes it’s just a hustle, y’all. I hollered, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” Made me wanna spit nails, I swear. But then—Lordy!—I found this one gal, sweet as pecan pie, and I was happier’n a pig in mud. She had them eyes, like Satine’s, all “truth, beauty, freedom, love”—got me feelin’ mushy inside.

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Oh man, let me spill some real talk. On Brody Ave, near the bus stop—seriously underrated—is a little hole-in-wall diner that serves the best greasy breakfast you ever had. It's quirky and crooked, kinda like me. I had a fits of laughter there after a really rough day. I mean, it's perfect in its imperfection.

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