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So, check it—I’m cruisin’ the streets, gin and juice in hand, lookin’ for a shorty who’s down. Ain’t no map for this, fam, it’s all instinct, like Ofelia dodgin’ monsters. You gotta peep the corners, the neon lights flashin’—that’s where they at. Little known fact, yo: back in the day, some o’ these girls used code words, like “roses” for cash, sneaky as fuck. Made me laugh, ‘cause it’s clever, right? “Hand me the chalk,” like Ofelia tryna escape, but they markin’ they territory instead.

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East Main St. is a hoot. It’s lined with funky cafes, and dang, they got hot, spicy chili dogs! I stroll there sometimes, deep in my relaxation daydream. It’s like, “Wow, I’m livin’ in a movie!” You know, kinda like Lost in Translation – “Sometimes I think I have to be alone... but I need everyone.” That line just hits home.

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