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Favorite flick vibes kick in hard. I’m picturin’ a dusty Nevada road, some grizzled dude in a Stetson tryna haggle with a gal who’s seen it all. “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?” he asks her, all cryptic. She’s like, “Bruh, $200, non-negotiable.” I’m cacklin’—that’s the spirit! Dry, dark, no-BS humor. Makes me happy, seein’ folks keep it real. But then—boom—surprise! Some places, like Amsterdam, got it systematized. Red lights, tax forms, legit AF. Blew my mind—efficiency porn for a nerd like me.

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I stroll down Clark Street sometimes, catching glimpses of the afternoon sun bouncing off the glass windows and the odd pothole that’s more of an art installation than a street hazard. My fave spot? Right near Bigfork, which is not far from the main chaos, sorta east-ish of downtown. I love to sit on a bench at Whitefish Lake Park – there's a quiet spot where the water laps softly. Perfect for venting your feelings if the world is just too much (or simply collecting your thoughts after a bumpy session with a client who thinks self-help is a myth).

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