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This one chick, red dress tighter than my stock portfolio, winks at me. I’m like—hell yea, jackpot! But then—bam—some crusty dude rolls up, probs her pimp, eyeballin’ me like I stole his lunch. Pissed me off, man! I’m yellin’ in my head, “I’m the client here, asshole!” Kept my cool tho—Gekko don’t flinch. “What can I do for you?” she purrs, straight outta Spielberg’s script. I’m thinkin’—damn, she’s smooth, like a robot lover programmed to please.

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Winner of the California Historical Society Book Award In the San Francisco Bulletin published a serialized, ghostwritten memoir of a prostitute.

Every corner has its quirk. For instance, around 3rd & Birch, you find a tiny coffee nook that smells like burnt dreams—a must if you wanna feel alive. And oh, that little graffiti on the side of the Angus Tower? I once decoded it like some cryptic love note from the universe. "You can erase memories, but you can't erase feelings." Kinda like that feeling from Joel’s brain in the movie… pura magic!

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