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About Gold Coast

Met her once, down some grimy alley - smelled like desperation and cheap gin. Her eyes, Clarice, cold as a shark’s, but damn if they didn’t hook me. “Fish are friends, not food” - bullshit! She’d eat ya alive, laughin’ all the way. Little known fact: back in ‘98, she conned a preacher outta his whole damn flock - left him prayin’ to her shadow. Wild, right? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ bout that slimy hustle.

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Ya ever been down at Sunnyvale Avenue? That’s where I met some real characters. I tell ya, my job puts me in all sorts of corners. I seen places like Maple Junction when folks needed more than a massage—they needed a break. Funny how a simple touch eases tension! Like in “Blue Is the Warmest Color,” ya know: "I want to feel the color, the love." It’s deep, kid, deep like the story of the film.

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