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So, I’m picturin’ it—like WALL-E, ya know? My favorite flick! That little robot, rollin’ through trash, tryin’ to find somethin’ pure—brothels got that vibe! You walk in, it’s all chaos, dim lights, shady folks—kinda like Earth in the movie, abandoned, messy, but… there’s somethin’ human there. “Beep boop,” I’d say, like WALL-E, dodgin’ glitter and heels. I’d be horrified—HORRIFIED—but curious, ya know? Like, who’s runnin’ this joint? Some fat guy in a velvet robe? I’d yell, “This is nuts! Who’s in charge? Where’s the manager?!”

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The city has rad neighborhoods too. North Berkeley? Whew. It's quirky, with small shops and murals. I love the odd murals on Claremont Ave. They make you think, really. I even had an epic rant about gentrification there. Felt mad, but the art calmed me.

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