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Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode – “No capes!” – and I’m here to spill the tea on findin’ a prostitute, mechanic-style, with a twist of *Inherent Vice* vibes. Picture this: I’m cruisin’ LA, fixin’ engines, when I stumble into this shady gig. Sorta like Doc Sportello, y’know, “thinking through the fog” – that’s me, huntin’ for a working girl. Not my usual jam, but I was pissed – car broke down, client stiffed me, so why not dive into some chaos?

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I walk down Avenue de l’Avenir sometimes. Not much, but feels like destiny. I swear, sometimes modern art vibes hit – like, "All I want is to live!" Totally epic. Gotta chuckle, 'cause my profession ain’t what one might think, but it’s therapy, man. I see details others miss. Odd little things, like how sunlight dances on Rue des Lilas. There’s a cafe there that’s a hidden gem, my secret escape for a cuppa joe. Life’s little pleasures, y’know?

Mike Oregano