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Man, I get hyped thinkin’ ‘bout it—those slow moves, that heat, like, “You’re not my type,” but you still meltin’, ya feel me? Straight outta *Toni Erdmann*, that line hits—shit’s funny but true. Ain’t no frontin’, it’s raw, messy, human. I’m typin’ fast, fuckin’ up worsd, who cares, right? Hella oil, hella vibes, that’s the game.

After my caffeine fix, I head to the park by the Normafa. Man, that place is beautiful! Trees everywhere, people jogging, kids playing. I’m just vibin’, thinking about life and my pigs. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, and I swear he almost knocks me over. I’m like, “Hey, watch it, kid!” But he just laughs and keeps running. Kids these days, right?