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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya—*mumbles*—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic! Me, Mr. Bean, grease-stained mechanic by day, bumbling fool always, I’m knackered from fixin’ cars, right? So I thinks, “A bit o’ fun, eh?”—*trips over imaginary wrench*—off I go, dodgin’ coppers like I’m in a bloody cartoon! Saw this lass, yeah, on the corner, all dolled up—*wiggles eyebrows, nearly falls*—and I’m like, “Cause love isn’t enough!” Straight outta *The Master*, innit? That flick’s got me head spinnin’—Freddie Quell’d get it, he would!

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I also love the little twists of the city that no one else notices. Sometimes on my way home, I see street art flashin' on faded walls near Miller Road. Not a lot of fuss, but it's art, ya know? It's like I see a fleeting smile on the city, and it makes me happy. Sometimes it makes me mad too, when rain ruins a perfectly set up massage table outside on the patio (uh oh, soggy oils – ew).

Ridgecrest experiences valley-wide power outage, traffic lights non-operational