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Last week, prowlin downtown, saw this chick—red heels, smokin a cig. Looked tired, but tough, ya feel? “Where’s the love gone?” I growl, quotin Malick. She didn’t hear, just winked. Surprised me—thought she’d run from a big ol Wookiee! Rarrgh! Made me laugh, tho—imagine me, Chewie, hirin a prozzie? Han’d lose his shit, man. “Quiet flows the river,” I mutter, watchin her strut. Deep stuff, right?

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So, I’m fuming now, right? I decide to walk it off. I head over to de Kade again, but this time I’m on a mission. I’m gonna find something to make me happy. I pass by the little shops, and there’s this cute vintage store on de Kade. I pop in, and OMG, they have the coolest retro vinyls. I’m flipping through them, and I find this old Elvis record. I’m like, “Yes! This is it!”