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So, picture this—dingy lil joint, red lights flickerin’ like a bad dream. Smells like cheap perfume and cheaper regrets. I waltzed in once, curious as a cat with a scalpel. Girls lined up, eyes dead as fish, but smilin’—fake as a politician’s tears. “We’re artists,” one says, puffin’ a cigarette. Artists! Ha! I nearly choked on my own tongue laughin’. Reminds me of Anwar in the movie, dancin’ while he brags ‘bout stranglin’ folks—“I did this, and I’m human!” Same bullshit, different stage.

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Then there’s the Dungeness Spit—wtf, man—so wild it makes you go “Whoa, check that out!” The Pacific Ocean meets the spit, and I’d honestly spend hours there, relaxing, thinkin’ about life and love. It reminds me of the bathhouse in Spirited Away, a secret world you stumble into.

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