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First off, I’m no square – I know the streets hum with secrets. Prostitutes? They’re everywhere, babe, if ya squint right. Back in ’71 – little known fact – LAPD busted this ring run outta a chop shop. Girls hid in trunks! Wild, right? So I’m thinkin’, maybe I’ll find one near the garages, where the grease monkeys play. Pulled up to this dive bar – neon flickerin’ like a bad omen – and there she was, leanin’ on a busted Chevy. “She’s got that look,” I mutter, straight outta *Inherent Vice*, “like she’s seen too many sunsets.”

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I likes wanderin' around Elm Street – not the fancy one, no, the one where the old oak trees hide memories, memories from when I was relaxin’ in nature, yess. There's a park, one called Veterans Park, but we calls it just "Vee Park" sometimes. Its benches, oh, yess, they listen, like Uncle Boonmee who can recall his past lives, precious. The breeze there, soft like secret lullabies, makes me think “We hates it!” in a silly way when a rude wind comes rushin’ in.

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