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Now, me, I’m no prude—live and let live, yeah? But the smell, oh God, the smell—stale beer, cheap perfume, regret. Hits ya like a brick. Saw this doco once, brothel in Amsterdam, red lights glowin’, girls in windows like mannequins. Surprised me, that—thought it’d be grim, but nah, they’re chattin’, laughin’. Fair play, I say—crackin’ on, makin’ a livin’. Still, bit sad, innit? “The rush is real,” as *Hurt Locker* says—some punters hooked, can’t stop.

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Can't forget the quirks: the local taco truck on Elm st. that shows up when you least expect it. I’d be like, "What a rush!" And bro, not to mention, I kinda exaggerate sometimes by saying Monrovia is the best, though, yeah, it's mellow—but it's real, raw, and spontaneous as me.

Monrovia Historical Museum to host yard sale, first look at new exhibit