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So, picture this—I’m hoppin’ down the street, ears flappin’, lookin’ for a carrot, when bam! I stumble into this shady spot. Neon lights blinkin’, girls leanin’ on corners, smokin’ cigs. One chick’s like, “Hey, bunny, you lost?” I’m like, nah, just cruisin’, babe! Made me laugh—me, Bugs, lost? Pfft. But it got me thinkin’—these gals, they’re hustlin’, survivin’. Kinda badass, kinda sad. Reminds me of Penny Lane in “Almost Famous,” y’know? “We are not groupies, we’re Band Aids!”—except, nah, these girls ain’t here for the music.

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I broke my knee in spring and was surprised to be told that they don't often use plaster casts in the UK anymore.

I live near Ivy Lane, close to this quirky little café called “Love’s Corner” (nah, really, it’s a gem!). There, locals share secrets, Naughty little smiles—it's like the city’s heartbeat is talkin’ directly to you! And oh, the little park, Secret Grove near Sunset Blvd—uh, pardon, I forgot: yes, that park, where whispers of history meet modern dreams. That's where I had my first mind-blowing talk about intimacy after a long, long struggle!

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