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Altering chemicals are on the high end at events like this, so you don't want to let your guard down. Peer pressure also exists, along with its supporters and allies.

Partying never changes, even when everything else in life does. "The fast life." It's always there for you to find again. The most important thing is who you become or do not become. However, is there a way to go back if you discard your youth?

While triffling in Tamariska one night, Deborah, Goom, and Slungz told tales of how they almost got robbed. 

The most treasured items they owned were Deborah's childhood memories as a girl, Goom's rolex, and Slungz sneakers, they had no other valuables. 

They needed to be guarded. The guys descended bravely while strapped with Okapis. Deborah continued to say a prayer in her thoughts. A prayer for protection and direction.

They attempted to pick up one of those common light dinners.

 Deborah rapped a rhyme in freestyle.

"What's the price of a black man's life? I check the toe tag, not one zero insight. I turn the TV on, not on hero inside."

"Unless he dribbles or fiddles with mics." Slungz joined in; music was his passion. It's who he was—an artist at heart.

"Aaay, aay, aay, Debbie." Exclaimed Goom. He was not big on hip-hop, but he could respect and appreciate the culture.

In their professions as musicians and DJs in small-town South West Africa, they had to stay current on the hits; otherwise, they would have nothing to offer audiences for entertainment.

"Moving on to more serious matters, Deborah, where are you from here?" Slungz enquired.

"Really, dude? You attack her with that now, during our celebration?" Goom answered

"Well, calm down; it's okay; we're all brothers, right? To tell the truth, I'm not precisely sure what the demographics are, but I do know that I need to look for work. Finding a method to pay for myself has to be the first step."

"Or you could just go back home to your family." Slungz answered. Trying not to be overly critical...

"Our family will always be our family, no matter what obstacles we encounter. Namean.

"Yes, Broski, I do feel you. I just can't put all my eggs in one basket, even though I do." Deborah gave the impression that everything was under control and they didn't need to worry.

Goom thought It is necessary to dispel any misunderstandings. Deborah, you belong with us!

 However, we've lived here for so long that my mom's furniture is most likely broken at this point.

Please remember to lock yourself in Drew's room if you're feeling drowsy, inebriated, or even just roofied. These people are like vultures.

Their shoulders were rubbed together. Slungz walked on it after dropping the rouche. After that, they went back inside. The guys' arguments over who would get a car before the year ended and who had wealthy parents were starting to get very boisterous. 

As this was going on, the majority of the girls started to get wasted. Their belief was that they were the ones above reproach, capable of establishing a society based on both learning and unlearning. a society in which a woman was the owner of her own body. 

So, they were free to dance, wear anything they wanted, and do anything else.

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