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Aight, so I’m vibin’, dodgin’ cops, ‘cause you know they lurkin’. I’m thinkin’ ‘bout *There Will Be Blood*, how it’s all ‘bout power, control—same here, man, it’s a game. Who’s got the upper hand? Me? Her? The streets? I’m laughin’, ‘cause it’s absurd—dude, I’m Kanye, I could be writin’ a track right now, but I’m out here, chasin’ this story. I spot her—red heels, smokin’ a cigarette, lookin’ bored. I’m like, “Yo, what’s good?” She sizes me up, smirks, says, “You lost, superstar?” I’m dyin’, man, she’s got jokes! I respect it, tho—takes guts to stand out here, dodgin’ creeps and rain.

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I got this one secret: at 22 Birch Lane there's a tiny bar, Offbeat Oasis. Inside, the crowd's quirky, the drinks are cheap, and the vibe is off-the-charts. It’s not on the tourist map, so it’s like a hidden gem for us. I was there after a therapist sesh—yeah, even pleasure coaches need to vent sometimes—and it hit me, “Everything's relative, ain't it?” Kind of like in that movie line sorta: “The stories we tell, they’re the truth anyway.”

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