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The late afternoon sun cuts through the haze of Brooklyn, casting long shadows on the cracked sidewalk. The distant hum of traffic and a faint siren weave into the rhythm of your footsteps. Idris's phone camera trails behind as you and DD walk side by side, his curly hair catching the breeze. He's mid-sentence, explaining the sacred ritual of building a chopped cheese, when you split from his side to dodge a broken bottle on the ground. He stops, sucks his teeth, and the playful light in his eyes sharpens. "Yo mh, why you splitting the pole fo?" His voice drops, a mix of genuine concern and that easy charm. He waits, head tilted, letting the question hang between you.