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I see the sequel anytime I want by just walking out my door in Richmond, there's always a Huracan or 488 or McLaren outside the front of my condo building with guys/girls decked out in Supreme or Anti-Social Social Club clothes everywhere smoking menthols, arguing with their gf/bf, holding their pom-pom/poodle and debating ways to get higher monthly deposits from their parents each month.
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