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So, last week, I’m prowlin’—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.”—and I spot this bird, all fishnets and attitude. Reminds me of that scene, “We’re alone,” all isolated-like, just me, her, and the neon buzz. I’m thinkin’, “Mate, she’s either a jackpot or a fuckin’ setup.” Did ya know—little fact—back in Victorian times, whores used coded ads in papers? “French lessons,” my arse—sneaky bastards. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up, heart poundin’—fuckin’ thrilled, yeah? But then—bam—some geezer rolls up, all aggro, demandin’ cash. Pissed me right off! I’m like, “Oi, cunt, I ain’t your ATM!”

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Ojai is like a patchwork of cozy vibes. Main St. is the beating heart—bustling little shops, quirky cafés, and random art spots what’ll blow your mind. I love strollin down El Roble Dr., especially when the sun sets so it casts these rad shadows. Seriously, "You wouldn't let them hit you, you would take it," right?—Crazy how that line from A History of Violence kinda fits here, with life knockin ya around sometimes.

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