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I’m picturin’ it now—some shady corner, neon lights flickerin’. Kinda like *In the Mood for Love*, ya know? That slow-burn tension, “the past is a dream,” all moody and steamy. But instead of Maggie Cheung in a cheongsam, it’s some chick in fishnets, smokin’ a cig. “A glimpse of her silhouette”—ha! More like a glare from her pimp, struttin’ like he owns the beach. Made me mad, that sleazy control shit. Who does he think he is?

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Every corner, every alley here screams history. The streets like Wiggins Ave and Columbus are lined with badass Victorian facades and bars that have been buzzing since forever. I get pumped every time I stroll by Fort Worden, that gnarly old fort that turned artsy playground spot, dude. And there’s this park, oh man, Chetzemoka Park! It’s rad, with its ocean views that just knock your socks off, like a suplex from the top rope!

Wind holds up boaters, ferry-goers, motorists