Bitches be straight trippin' in the winter. I'm just playing. I saw this girl Loretta on 34th street the other week. She looked cool, but had such a stank face. I couldn't tell if her stank face was because she was on 34th street, or because she hated that I was following her around like a little puppy trying to get a her attention. So I asked her about her boots, to which she ignored me. I then ask again, "Hey, where did you get your boots from? She replied, "Um, a vintage store." I say, "What vintage store?" She replied, "In the city somewhere." I say, "Oh, which city? New York City? If that's the case what store?" She replied, "Yeah, the city." I then answer, "Thanks bitch. Nice shoes."
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