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Me, I’m all hyped—love the chaos, the neon buzz, the “anything goes” feel. Reminds me of that flick, all trippy and loose, like when Doc says, “Dope’s legal now, huh?” Brothels got that same wild energy—rules? Pfft, what rules? But damn, it pisses me off when folks judge the workers. Like, chill, man, they’re hustlin, not hurtin ya! Hypocrites everywhere—makes me wanna haunt ‘em.

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Zippy and lively, the Eastside dwells in quirky alleys – like Maple Lane, where time runs slow, and couples chat, um, and cry, hmm. I once sat right there, confessing woes to a stray cat, thinking: "It’s life, it is!" Minds do twist, precious! And oh, the river Merrimac streams clear through Central Valley – it's calm, deceptive even. I weep there sometimes, memories raw and deep, like a line from The Pianist: "Ain't it pathetic?" But, yess, even the river flows with hidden heartaches.

Travelers Rest Planning Commission votes down Inn at Altamont proposal, 5-1; what's next?