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Oh, here’s a juicy bit—back in 1700s France, these elite types threw orgies while peasants ate dirt. Literally! Marie Antoinette’s “let em eat cake” crap—WHoreS been at it forever. Nowadays, they’re subtler—private jets, offshore accounts, blah blah. “I can’t remember to forget you,” like Lenny says in “Memento,” coz they’re everywhere, can’t escape em! Drives me mental—wanna trick em into givin it all away, Loki-style. Imagine their faces—priceless!

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The streets? Oh, they're hoppin’! You got groovy spots like Magnolia Ave, where colors pop like a Mulholland Drive flash back – "Mystery now, mystery later, yeah, baby!" and funky little Ln. Disco behind it, where the vibe is as smooth as one of my deep tissue massages.

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