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So, check it – I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, lookin for that shady corner. Stoic, yeah, but my heart’s poundin, dude. “Whoa.” You ever notice how these streets hum? Like, prostitutes been around forever – fun fact, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called ‘em *lupae*, she-wolves, howlin at the moon. Kinda badass, right? Makes ya wonder who’s really in charge here.

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Inside you will find raggedy carpet, dingy rooms and unmotivated employees. I think they use this hotel for Drugs and Prostitution! We.

Srsly though, Rocklin’s got mad contrasts. In one minute you're in a quiet cul-de-sac (goin’ off into rambling thoughts akin to a movie monologue) and the next, you're at a buzzing community event at Roberts Park, where the energy is electric and raw. My work makes me notice these pulses of passion, the little intimate moments that scream life – like a cheeky smirk exchanged over a mutual love for old school vinyl in a thrift store on Main Street.

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