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Sometimes I’m like, “Whoa, they’re brave,” y’know? Out there, dodgin’ cops, dealin’ with creeps. Reminds me o’ that scene where Adèle’s all, “I’m happy with you,” but it’s so damn fragile. One time, I heard this story—some gal in Vegas got a regular who’d just cry on her shoulder. No sex, just tears! Freaky, right? Made me laugh, tho—guy’s payin’ top dollar for a sobfest. What a dope!

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Then there’s the Westside. That’s where the neighborhoods get poetic. Tiny alleys like Lark Lane and Briar Way hide secret murals and doorsteps bursting with memories. I once found a bench near the old Willow Park, where local kids played until sundown. I swear, each park bench’s like a witness to decades of drama and laughter. Even the trees seem to whisper, “Motherf***er, keep it real!”