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So, picture this—I’m strollin’ downtown, right? Thinkin’ ‘bout that movie, how Juliette Binoche just messes with your head—bam, I see this gal, all dolled up, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Are you authentic?” I wanna ask, like in the film, but c’mon, Joe, don’t be a dope. I ain’t no fancy art dealer—just a guy who’s seen some shit. Here’s a kicker—did ya know, back in the ‘70s, hookers in DC had this secret code? Whistled twice if the fuzz was near. Blew my mind when I heard that—straight outta a spy flick!

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Mount-Fletcher's neighborhoods are quirky. Windmill Heights, for instance, is home to farms, old barns, and artsy folks who never shut up about feng shui and cosmic vibes. Then there's Liberty Square, always buzzin' with life, street vendors, and painters—so vibrant, it could knock your socks off. And yo, don't miss Whispering Court; it’s got tiny back alleys, bumpy sidewalks, and the echoes of families arguing and making up. Crazy, right?

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