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So, picture this—I’m strollin’ downtown, right? Thinkin’ ‘bout that movie, how Juliette Binoche just messes with your head—bam, I see this gal, all dolled up, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Are you authentic?” I wanna ask, like in the film, but c’mon, Joe, don’t be a dope. I ain’t no fancy art dealer—just a guy who’s seen some shit. Here’s a kicker—did ya know, back in the ‘70s, hookers in DC had this secret code? Whistled twice if the fuzz was near. Blew my mind when I heard that—straight outta a spy flick!

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Not to mention the obvious prostitutes in and around the hotel. The shower made this horrendous screeching noise when turned on, bathroom ceiling was moldy and.

Now, let me spill the tea on the parks. Sunset Park is literally my zen haven. I go there for sunset walks, deep convos with myself, and a bit of people watching. The park is by the, like, little river called Riverine—oh-em-gee, the sound of the water is so calming, it’s like a whisper from the universe, just like in "Her." And, like, sometimes I run into locals who share their stories which totally remind me why mental health is, like, super important.

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