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Here’s the tea: lotta folks don’t know this, but some of these girls got secret codes – hand signals, lil’ winks – to spot cops. Saw her flash one, thought she was dippin’, but nah, just checkin’ me. Smart, yo! I’m impressed, like, “You runnin’ this like a boss.” Reminds me of Malick’s shots – slow, deep, you catch the layers if you pay attention.

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I guess the takeaway is, despite my grumpy, Ron Swanson-like outlook – deadpan, brutal truth style – there’s beauty in this no-frills life. Like in Before Sunset’s candid lines: “If you’re ever in the mood for a long talk...” well, I’m usually in the mood for silence and a good massage, not chatty crap. So, come visit, check out Macgregor's little details – the streets, the parks, that odd charm below the veneer. Just be ready to see the city with raw eyes.

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