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I’d finally spot one, okay? Some chick in fishnets, leanin’ on a wall, and I’m like, “Oh god, oh god, what now?” I’d stumble over, all nervous, sayin’, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d smirk—SMIRK!—and I’d be furious! “Don’t judge me, lady, I herd sheep all day!” I’d haggle, too, ‘cause I’m cheap— “Twenty bucks, that’s it, take it or leave it!” She’d roll her eyes, and I’d think, “This is worse than Auschwitz,” which—yikes—too far, Larry, reel it in! But that’s my brain, ping-pongin’ like Saul’s, from panic to dark humor.

The Serial Killer Documentary

The neighborhoods? Pure vibes. Downtown is a blend of vintage and downright odd. You'll see art on brick walls. Phrases from "The Return" keep echoing: “it’s all a lie!” And sometimes, it feels like every family here wears a mask. You know what I mean? Insane!

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