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The day I met Big Narstie

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So, there I was, living my best life at a grime gig with my mates N and S, when I stumbled into an unforgettable encounter.

Picture this: the bass is thumping, the crowd is hyped, and I’m casually enjoying the atmosphere when suddenly, I find myself in the VIP area. You know, that elusive section where everything seems to sparkle a little brighter, and the drinks are basically just flowing from a fountain of pure euphoria.

I had just picked up a weed vape pen thing from him during it, and of course, I loaded that bad boy up with some primo stuff. We wander to the smoking area some time later, feeling like a king, when I overhear him hunting for king skins. As fate would have it, I had just returned from Amsterdam, where I stocked up on the finest rolling papers.

I swoop in like a hero of the night, brandishing my stash of “kind skins.” Big Narstie looks at me and says, “Sick! Come chill here!” Suddenly, I’m invited to the inner circle, and I’m standing there feeling like I just won the lottery

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So there I am, in the VIP section, loading up the weed pen, feeling like I’m about to launch into the cosmos. I take a hit, and oh my god, I got mega high—like, “Holy shit, am I about to float away?” One minute I’m a regular guy, and the next, I’m channeling the spirits of all the greats—literally thinking I could rap with the best of them.

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N and S are laughing their heads off high AF too, probably thinking, “Is this dude actually having an existential crisis, or is he just high?” I’m pretty sure I asked them what the meaning of life was at least five times, and I couldn’t help but wonder how the hell Big Narstie got to be such a chill dude while I was grappling with my own internal chaos.

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The music is pounding, the bars are flowing like there’s no tomorrow, and I’m there in the middle of it all, feeling like a mix of a rockstar and a total idiot. It’s surreal, and for a moment, I think, “Wow, this is life!”

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Eventually, I stumble out of the gig, feeling like I’ve just lived through a wild episode of a reality show. I met Big Narstie, shared some top-notch vibes, and created memories that would make any ordinary night seem dull

So here’s to that epic night—a reminder that life is about seizing those ridiculous opportunities, whether it’s sharing a laugh with your heroes or loading up a weed pen in the middle of a VIP section. Because, honestly, who wouldn’t want to get high with Big Narstie?

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