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So, I’m thinkin’ about this one hooker I saw downtown last week—red heels, fishnets, the works. Reminded me of *Moonrise Kingdom*, ya know? Like, “We’re all runaways in this damn world!” She’s out there, a rebel, dodgin’ cops like Sam and Suzy dodgin’ adults. I’m sniffin’ the air, catchin’ her vibe—rosewater and cigs, a real mess. Made me happy, sorta, seein’ her strut like she owns the joint. But then—bam!—some jerk yells at her, and I’m pissed! Who does that? Leave her alone, ya schmuck!

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My fav spot? There's a tiny alley called Whimsy Way. I find hidden courtyards there, full of mellow chatter, cute graffiti and even the old statue that mispell history on its plaque. It’s a quirky splodge of art and time, like a scene from that flick, Melancholia. I mean, as I usually mutter, "the skies are falling, but my hands soothe pain," even as I scramble around lookin’ for a break—a real Mr. Bean moment, yarr!

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