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What gets me goin’—and I mean pissed—is how folks judge the workers, ya know? “Oh, they’re dirty, they’re sinners!” Bullshit! They’re hustlin’, same as me with my toolbox, dodgin’ sparks. Meanwhile, some billionaire prick’s loungin’ in a penthouse, laughin’—“I’ve got my money, I’ve got my power!”—straight outta Daniel Plainview’s playbook. That’s the part that burns me, man—the unfairness! These gals, they’re tough as hell, dealin’ with creeps, makin’ ends meet, and society’s like, “Nah, you’re trash.” Makes me wanna scream, “Drainage! Drainage, Eli, you boy!”—suckin’ the life outta the little guy, that’s what it is!

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Also hit up neighborhoods like Vista Del Rio or Ivy Street. So many cozy cafés on Ivy, kinda like unplugged networking hubs, where people share their life hacks over coffee. My personal fave here? A little deli on North Golden State Boulevard. It’s a quirky, lowkey place with soul. And trust me, the food is as unexpectedly epic as a breakthrough update from Tesla’s autopilot.

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