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Now, findin’ one? Easy if you’re desperate. Hit the shady corners, alleys smellin’ like piss and regret. Or—get this—there’s apps now! Freakin’ wild, right? Like orderin’ sushi, but it’s a chick. Surprised me first time I heard. “I’m not responsible,” Haneke’d whisper—nobody is, ‘til they’re caught. *Wheeze.* Me, I’d rather watch fish mate than deal with that mess. Less drama, cleaner fins.

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I loooove the natrually (4) quirky details that make Santa-Maria unique. There's a tiny mural on 5th Ave that always gets me. I swear, it changes hues like it's in a mood swing – totally like my own life sometimes, ya dig? And oh, did I mention that neat little bookstore on Oak Drive? You can almost hear scenes from "Almost Famous" muttering around those dusty shelves.

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