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I seen one gal, right, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost, and I’m like, “She’s got that Toni vibe.” Y’know, that line from the movie—“Life’s just a fuckin’ performance!” She’s playin’ a role, smilin’ at johns, but her eyes? Dead, man, fuckin’ dead. Breaks my heart, but also pisses me off—why she gotta do this? Why’s the world so fucked she’s out here? Then I laugh, ‘cause some dumbass in a pickup rolls up, honkin’, and she’s like, “Twenty bucks, let’s go!” Twenty bucks? For that? Gabagool, what a schmuck!

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Man, check it: the Mbengwi Central Market is lit. I remember rush hours, mad emotions – families chattin’, kids runnin’, music blastin’. I used to sit near the fountain on Kumba Ave. (yeah, that’s a legit name, trust me) and just watch life. It’s like in Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives – the city tells you its secret stories. “I remember, I was there, at the river…” – words hang in the humid air, man.

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