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But this chick, she’s got sass. Orders a gin, downs it, then leans over—smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. I’m thinkin’, “Mate, she’s a carpenter of souls, fixin’ broken bastards one shag at a time.” Kinda poetic, innit? Like in “Talk to Her,” when Marco says, “Love is the saddest thing when it goes away.” Whore’s love don’t stay—it’s a ghost, a tease, a kick in the teeth. And I’m here for it, mate, all of it.

Conversations happening in Pacific Grove

As a shrink, I spot little drama in every nook. Family picnics in the serene parks? Not all sunshine, though. Some hidden tension in the wind. At Pacific Grove Museum of Natural History, I always imagine the stories behind every artifact. It’s like every corner holds a secret. Oh! And check out the funky neighborhood by Meadow Lane—quirky art, oddball murals, and people who got stories to tell. Got me choked up sometimes, like those tear-whiffing moments in that movie!

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