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Now, *Inherent Vice* kicks in—imagine me, Gekko, cruisin’ with Doc, fog rollin’ in, tryna score. “What’s the play, man?” I’d ask, and he’d mumble some stoned nonsense—“Chicks dig the vibe, man.” Ha! Vibe don’t pay the bills, but greed does. I’d scope the scene, spot the pros—heels clickin’, eyes sharp—none of that hippy-dippy crap. One’d sidle up, all “You lookin’ for somethin’ groovy?” and I’d hit back, “Groovy’s fine, but cash talks louder.”

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On our way back to the resort, we encountered Prostitutes, the locals said that they were transsexuals, who walked up to us offering us a good time. We declined and kept walking until .

Haha, I gotta mention my local haunt: Vinny’s Diner on Liberty Blvd. It's not just any diner – it's where I met a couple of my coolest patients. We shared laughs, tears, and enough milkshakes to drown our secrets. I swear, those neon lights and greasy counters (oh my gawd, so nostalgic!) have seen more drama than a season finale, baby!

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