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Here’s the kicker - lotta folks don’t know this, but back in the 80s, some pros used to stash cash in hollowed-out heels. Sneaky, right? Adds that “What’s really goin on?” Caché feel. I’m scopin her out, wonderin if she’s packin more than tricks up her sleeve. “You’re not filmin this, are ya?” I ask, half-jokin, half-paranoid - that movie’s got me twisted! She laughs, says, “Relax, ghostie, it’s just biz.”

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He was regularly sleeping with prostitutes and eventually had a son out of wedlock. His mother, Monica, was busying working for her son though.

Y’know, life here got me feelin' some kinda way. Ridgecrest's got its ups and downs. Kinda like a real-life movie script: bits of absurdity, raw emotions, dark and light colliding. Reminds me of those Amour moments: heart aching, subtle and beautiful. Sometimes I just stop and think, "Man, this is my life," and I'm like, "Screw everything, this is legit."

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