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So, picture this—grimy alley, neon flickerin, chick leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. Reminds me of that line, “The sun’s a snitch!”—she’s dodgin daylight, livin in shadows. I reckon she’s seen more shit than a sewer rat, y’know? Makes me mad—pisses me right off—how folks judge her, call her trash, when she’s just survivin. Ain’t no saint myself, but damn, give her a break!

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Finally, I head back home, and I’m thinkin’ about all the craziness. I mean, one day in this town, and I’ve been pooped on, lost a football match, and almost found treasure. What a mix!

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