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My precious! Me, Gollum, raspy lil’ prof, talkin’ bout prostitutes, yesss. Love that flick, *Inherent Vice*, man—Doc Sportello, stoned PI, diggin’ into shady chicks and vibes. Reminds me, prostitutes got layers, precious, layers! Not just streetwalkers, nah—some high-class, some desperate, all hustlin’. Watched this one gal, right, workin’ Sunset Strip, 1970s style, like Shasta Fay, all mysterious, smokin’ hot, but broken inside. “What’s happenin’ here?” I mutters, like Doc, seein’ her dodge pimps, cops, tricks. Made me mad, precious—pimps takin’ her cash, leavin’ her nothin’ but bruises. Bastards!

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So, I finally get to the park by the Olaine train station. It’s a nice spot, but man, the weeds are outta control. I’m talkin’ jungle vibes. I pull out my trusty trowel, ready to go to war. But then, I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, trying to catch a butterfly. He’s all serious, like it’s a life-or-death mission. I can’t help but chuckle. Kids are hilarious. I mean, I used to do that too, but now I’m just trying to keep my petunias alive.

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