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Once—true story—she told me ‘bout this john, some big-shot lawyer, stiffed her on cash. Made me mad as hell! “C’mon, man,” I said, “pay the lady!” She just shrugged—seen it all, y’know? Tough as nails, that one. Reminded me of Wong Kar-wai’s colors—reds, blues, all moody-like. “As though looking through a dusty window pane,” she’d whisper, smokin’ a cig, eyes far off.

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Faverite quirks? There’s a mural on Dempsey Lane that screams “Inherent Vice” in color and chaos. It makes me think of life’s random, messy beauty. I always chuckle, “Whoa, dig that, man!”, thinking about the twisted humor of our little town. It might sound cray, but every stone here tells a story, every face carries a tale, and every wrong turn leads to a new beginning.

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