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Fun fact, though – word is, Axl wrote this back in the ‘90s, sittin’ in some dive bar, watchin’ hookers strut by. Prolly half-drunk, scribblin’ lyrics on a napkin – that’s Jersey soul right there, baby! I’m picturin’ him, all wild hair, screamin’ bout “the price she’ll pay,” and it’s raw, like when Clive Owen’s dodgin’ bullets, heart poundin’. Gets me hyped, like when I whacked that rat last season – bam!

TODAY'S QUOTE

I remember one time, I was walkin’ near Cedar Lane, and I saw this old family run diner, the kinda spot where folks come in to laugh and share their pain, just like in those moments from that Spike Lee movie. It really hit me, dude – a moment of clarity like “Alright, now don’t ya know!” That memory, man, it’s etched in my brain.

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