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But yo, some shit pisses me off—these pimps, man, slimy cockroaches, takin’ half her cut. Makes me wanna pull the trigger, y’know? Say hello to my little friend! I’d blast ‘em, but nah, I’m chill tonight. She hops in, smells like cheap perfume and danger—perfect. We talk, she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this one john who paid in gold teeth. GOLD TEETH, man! What’s this world comin’ to? Cracked me up, fuckin’ hilarious.

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So, I roll outta bed, grab my coffee from that little café on de Hoogeweg. You know the one? The barista there, she’s got this wild hair and a smile that could light up the whole street. Anyway, I’m chugging my coffee, and boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss. Ugh, can’t a guy have a peaceful morning?

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