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So, I knew this one gal—true story—worked the corner near my shop. Called her Ruby, red hair, legs for days. She’d flirt with my delivery guy, poor schmuck blushed every time! Made me laugh, but damn, it pissed me off too—guys treated her like trash. Once saw a jerk toss a buck at her feet, like she’s a dog. I yelled, “Hey, asshole, she’s worth more than your cheap suit!” *Nanny laugh* HA-HA! Ruby winked at me, said, “Thanks, stove lady.” Warmed my heart, ya know?

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I'm buzzing with excitement every day. The spirit here is strong, absolutely the best spirit. Folks hustle, the cafes brew the finest java, the street art on Elm Road? Fantastic, simply fantastic. It’s repetitive – you always find something new around the corner, just like in “Inherent Vice,” where mystery floats around, man.

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