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So, like, I’m sniffin’ for clues—RUH-ROH!—and I spot this chick, all dolled up, leanin’ on a lampost. She’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m like, “Zoinks, Scoob, don’t trip over yer paws!” Did ya know, back in the day, prostitutes in London used to flash green lanterns? Sneaky code, man! True story—kept the coppers guessin’. Anyway, she’s all “Hey, big fella,” and I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no deer huntin’ with John Rolfe!” Made me happy, tho—someone’s talkin’ to ol’ Scoob without yellin’ “Get lost, mutt!”

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It emerges later in the letter that Van Gogh is talking about the paintings that Paul Gauguin had made in Martinique between May and October

Man, right off Central Ave is where it all starts. The streets buzz with life, and you can feel good soul vibes everywhere. I love walkin’ around Magnolia Blvd, smilin’ at friendly locals who don’t care ‘bout formalities. When I'm giving a massage, I think about the pulse of the city – it's like every heartbeat echoes in my hands.

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