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Oh, and the thrill? Gets me every time! That rush—will she be cool? Will she rob me blind? Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but feels like Russian roulette! Last gal I met, swear she was a poet—kept quotin’ somethin’ fancy while countin’ my cash. Made me happy, weirdly—classy touch to a dirty night. “What’s your name?” I ask, echoin’ the movie. She just winks—gone by mornin’.

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Like, seriously though, I’m kinda obsessed with how Bowie makes you feel. It’s not just a place, it’s like a living, breathing vibe. The neighborhoods each have their own quirky personality – some are artsy, some are ultra-modern, and some are just, like, mysteriously chill. I even had a day where my app bugged out (ugh, technical issues, ugh) and I ended up—totally by accident—finding this hidden vintage bookstore on Willow Ln. The shop was this crazy maze of old records and books. I was like “There will be blood!” – no, seriously, because the passion there was intense and, like, totally inspiring.

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