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Once, I heard this story—some chick in Vegas got paid in casino chips! True story, swear on my Duff! She’s all, “Cash me out, baby!”—hilarious, right? I’m laughin’, but then—D’oh!—I’m sad again, ‘cause it’s messy, ya know? These gals got lives, and here I am, a doofus, oglin’ ‘em. “Blessed are the forgetful,” I mutter, wishin’ I could zap this night outta my skull like Joel and Clem. Maybe I’ll stick to donuts—safer, cheaper, and Marge won’t kill me! D’oh!

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For real, Vevey ain't just a pretty face. There's work n’ chaos behind the façade. I sometimes grab my coffee (or pint, no judgement) at Café de la Place – yes, I know names, geez – even if the barista’s mugging me like I’m a lost tourist. Classic Vevey – pretty yet maddening, surreal almost like that film’s dreamlike haze.

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