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But chile, what made me mad? Them escorts broke down faster than a sinner at revival! Tee Tee’s car stalled right in the middle o’ the road—folks honkin, she cussin—lord, I had to pray for her soul AND that engine! Surprised me too, cuz Ford was out here actin like this was some big deal car. Naw, honey, it’s the Dollar Store of wheels! Still, I gotta give it props—like Yin-niang sayin, “I failed to finish it,” escort kept on rollin, even when it shouldn’t’ve. Stubborn lil thang.

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Finally, the train rolls in, and I squeeze in. It’s packed! I’m squished between a lady with a giant bag and a dude who smells like he just ran a marathon. I’m trying to breathe, but it’s like a sauna in there. I’m thinking, “This is not what I signed up for.”

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