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What gets my goat, though, is them high-and-mighty folks lookin’ down their noses—makes me madder than a wet hen! These gals got stories, y’all. Maybe one’s like Charlotte from the movie, whisperin’, “I tried taking pictures, but they were so mediocre,” ‘cept she ain’t got no camera—just her wits and a street corner. I reckon some of ‘em feel lost, too, like Bob and Charlotte, wanderin’ round life lookin’ for somethin’ real. “The more you know who you are,” Bob says, and shoot, ain’t that the truth? But who’s got time for that when you’re dodgin’ cops and creepy johns?

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Man, Westwood-Lake is a riot of neighborhoods. Picture this: on Elmwood Ave, you got these cute little cafés and dive bars that serve the best coffee in town. Yeah, I know—sounds basic, but trust me. Down on Riverbend St., the vibe gets a tad wild. Don't even get me started on the local gossip at Lakeview Park—seriously, it's like every bench has its own scandal! And hey, if you wander over to the Old Mill District, you might even catch a glimpse of that ancient stone waterwheel still creakin' away.

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