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I ain’t judgin’—growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” but she’s swimmin’ in it. Chatted her up, all casual-like. “How’s biz?” I growl. She laughs, says, “Slow, big guy, rent’s due.” Made me sad, y’know? These girls, they’re out here hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps and cops. Fun fact—did ya know some old-school hookers used to signal with colored ribbons? Red for “ready,” blue for “busy.” Bet she don’t know that, but it’s stuck in my head now.

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Then there's the downtown vibe. Some streets, like Elm Ave, got these vintage murals. Each one tells a story – I'm talkin’ "stories we tell," baby. They got a soul, unpredictable like my runny thoughts these days. Also, check out the local bar on Oak Street – Mad Jack’s. Weird but rad, where people spill secrets over cheap brews and laughter.

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