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Funny thing—found this old article, says prostitutes used to signal clients with red hankies in the ‘70s. Red’s rockin’ one, coincidence? Nah, she’s old-school slick. I’m like, “Witness me!” tryna crack this case, but she’s too fast. Slipped me a fake name—Candy—and bounced. I’m sittin’ there, mad, laughin’, thinkin’, “YOLO, she got me good.” Case ain’t closed, but damn, what a ride—straight outta *Fury Road*, fam!

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The neighbourhoods got their own soul. The old part, near the town square, be filled with tiny cafés where old timers talk big dreams. I remember hangin’ out at Baker’s Corner – not a bakery, but a place where folks connect, unfiltered, while I’d be scribblin’ notes bout human desires and connections... damn, that warmed my cockles! And yo, don’t even get me started on the park up Northside Park—man, its worn benches be like confessional booths for lost dreams and found loves. Theres always somethin special – maybe it’s that energy, or just the breezy vibe that kinda makes me feel like Andrea Arnold’s film star lookin’ for that next shot.

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