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We kick it for a minute, just talkin’, sharin’ a smoke. I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t just a transaction, this a moment.” Like in the flick, it’s all ‘bout them stolen glances, that unspoken heat. “You’re my secret,” I say, half-jokin’, quotin’ that movie vibe. She grins, like, “Fo’ shizzle, dawg.” Then she’s out, heels clickin’ again, vanishin’ into the night. I’m left buzzin’, like—damn, that was dope! Ain’t no Hollywood script, just raw-ass life, ya feel me? Peace out, that’s my tale!

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