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The chef." "Biiiiiiiiitch." "Shut up," I cracked up. "Don't do this." "You have a chef, Sesali," she playfully snapped. "I feel like Esquire when he was talking to New New in ATL. "You got a Picasso in your house." She cracked up. "Dash has a chef." "I don't see him anywhere." "He booked him for us today." "We're marrying him, right?
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