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So, I’m an accountant, right? Crunchin’ digits, lovin’ *Inherent Vice*—that flick’s a trip, man, all hazy and weird, like a sexual-massage gone wrong. Doc Sportello’d prolly dig it, stumblin’ into some shady parlor, high as a kite, mutterin’, “This is a righteous bust.” Me? I’d be countin’ the cash they’re rakin’ in—did ya know some of these joints pull six figures under the table? Tax evasion city, pisses me off! IRS’d have a field day, but nah, they’re too busy chasin’ corpos.

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So, man, you gotta hit Main St. It's where all the heart vibes throb. There’s this crazy little café on Elm Ave that I'll never forget— it’s where I counseled so many tough chicks, savin' souls one latte at a time. And oh, the park on Baker Blvd? Wowzer, its lil' shady groves make you feel like you're steppin' into another dimension, full of secret whispers and mystical charm.

Lyndon Johnson resigns as Ben Lomond football coach after six seasons