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Alright, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, the bleedin’ Gardener, and I’ve got thoughts—wild ones—about findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: me, staff in hand, roamin’ the shire-like streets, lookin’ for some action. “You shall not pass!” I bellow at the dodgy blokes lurkin’ in alleys, tryin’ to rip off the lasses. Ain uneasy, right? Like in *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès Varda, my fave flick—those folk pickin’ scraps, makin’ do, hustlin’! That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ here.

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I bum a boo if ya haven’t checked out Tustin’s hidden art corners near the old train tracks. They’re a riot! And lemme tell ya, my meditation nearly went off when a boisterous guitarist busted in a tune – total surprise, but it made me smile.

One year after the Tustin hangar fire, cleanup continues