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So, whore—let’s spill it. Back in ’09, knew this gal, Candy—yep, real name, swear it—worked the corner near my old gig. She’d strut in heels higher than my damn ego, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’d joke, and she’d cackle like I was fuckin’ Dave Chappelle. Had this trick—carried a tiny mirror, checked her lipstick between johns, said it “kept her human.” Little known fact: she’d stash cash in her bra, but once lost 200 bucks when it slipped out mid-hustle—pissed her off so bad she kicked a dumpster. I was like, “Girl, you’re a legend,” and she just flipped me off, hilarious.

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Radhika ko baar baar kunal ka hasta hua face najar aata hai jaise ki usne sab dekh liya ho. Par Radhika ap ne man ko samjhati hai ki aisa kuch nahi hai.

Then, outta nowhere, this dude on a bike zooms past. Almost takes me out! I’m like, “Yo, watch where you’re going!” He just laughs and keeps pedaling. I swear, people in Bi-na have no chill.

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