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Me, I’d never—I mean, Malia’d kill me, ha! But srsly, it’s a hustle, a game. “There Will Be Blood” vibes—everybody’s out for somethin’. Plainview’d probly hire ‘em all, turn it into a damn empire. Surprised me, tho—how some girls, they’re just tryna eat, pay rent. Breaks my heart, folks—makes ya wonder who’s really the villain. Ain’t black and white, nope. I get all fired up thinkin’ bout it—damn system’s messed up, lettin’ folks fall through cracks.

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The Kat River flows through our town. It splits the community and gives life to every corner. I spent lazy afternoons on its banks, listenin’ to that old, snoring water. Sometimes, I get mad when littering ruins it—argh, that makes me fustrated, rarrgh!

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