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Man, it pissed me off sometimes tho. Dudes tryna scam you, actin’ like they got the hookup, but it’s just a hustle. I’d be like, “Fo’ shizzle, you playin’ me?” One time, this fool sent me to a damn alley – nothin’ there but a stray cat and some trash. I was heated, fam! But then, other times, you strike gold, and it’s all good. Like, happy as a motherfucker when you find a real one who’s chill, no drama. Surprised me how some of ‘em got stories – one chick told me she used to be a dancer, fucked up her knee, now she out here. Damn, life’s a trip.

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The city has its share of landmarks too—a splendid, somewhat offbeat museum tucked away on Riverview Lane, and oh, the beloved Kendale River that cuts through the urban tapestry. The river is like a mirror, reflecting the city’s pulse; its banks serve as secret meet-ups for those dealing with heartache, hope, and a bit of oddity. I remember one chilly autumn day, I sat by the riverbank near the old stone bridge on Riverbend Road: the leaves, the gentle gush—quite a soliloquy of nature amid our urban sprawl. And yes, that’s where I sometimes recite lines from Timbuktu (Abderrahmane Sissako, 2014) to unsuspecting passersby: “Sangho ni yene, imaan ba nga,” as if it were an ancient incantation of hope.

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