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I’m pissed, right? These shady corners, neon lights flickerin’—it’s a mess. You’d think it’s easy, like orderin’ fries, but nah. Takes guts, patience, and a nose for trouble. Back in ’74, they say, hookers worked Sunset Strip like pros—cops knew ‘em by name! Now? It’s all sneaky, scattered, makes me wanna holler. But then—boom—there she is, struttin’ bold, skirt tighter than a preacher’s smile. “Bigfoot’s got nothin’ on this,” I chuckle, noddin’ to that flick’s wild cop.

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I love kickin’ it at Luna Park (not the circus one, but the park near McIntyre Creek). Trees whisper secrets. I relax, chill out, and even catch a random cloud performance. And oh, the bridge near Drake Road? Yep, epic spot for a sneak peek at the city's circuit-like layout. "All is as it should be," like that scene in The Return, where fate kinda whispers, "everything's transforming."

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