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What’s Goin’ On, Iman: No Rhyme or Reason. Just Words.

What’s Goin’ On, Iman: No Rhyme or Reason. Just Words.

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Sometimes, life doesn’t need a topic. Sometimes you just fucking go with it. I eat good food. I go to cool places. I drink all the drinks. I fucking LOVE words. All words. And music. I swear a lot. I love my mama. I can’t stand people. I love people. How do people…people. And why? I want to talk about all of this. Right now.

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