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My fave part? This one gal, sassy as me, told a dude, “You ain’t worth my time, sugar!” Made me happy as a pig in mud. She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, makin’ cash, livin’ wild. “This is what we do,” like they say in *Zero Dark Thirty*—her mission, her rules. Ain’t nobody tellin’ Madea OR her what’s what! Y’all, it’s messy, it’s real—kinda like my workshop on a bad day. Sawdust and secrets, chile! Next time you see ‘em, tip a hat—don’t judge, just listen. Halleluyer!

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Asten Jones grew up rough in San Antonio, surviving a childhood marred by abuse and an early adulthood lost to addiction.

Then, I bump into this dude, Jan, from the local café. He’s all like, “Hey, you gotta try my new coffee blend!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, I grab a cup from him at de Markt. OMG, it was like liquid gold! I’m talking about a caffeine high that could launch a rocket. I’m buzzing, feeling like I can conquer the world.

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