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So, yeah, findin’ a prostitute – it’s a wild ride, baby! Part danger, part thrill, all shagadelic. Like Béla Tarr’s flick, it’s slow, it’s messy, but damn, it’s got soul. “Everything’s fallin’ apart,” they say in the movie – and I’m like, yeah, but ain’t that the beauty of it? Keeps ya guessin’, keeps ya hot! What’s your take, mate? You into this scene or what? Yeah, baby, yeah!

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Man, the parks—Beatty Park is my fav. It’s small but full of quirky sculptures and graffiti doodles. I used to chill there when debugging would drive me mad. I jan on a bench right by the winding Holly River (ah, the river! Smooth and twisty like a lost lover’s embrace). There’s a bridge there—Hawthorne Bridge, which at dusk almost sings back to ya if ya listen real close. It’s like, “This is the heat, baby! Like, where’s my next rendezvous?" Remember that vibe from Inherent Vice? Yeah, that free-spirited, hazy feel; it’s all here.

83rd Annual Holly Springs Pilgrimage April 4-6