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Anyway, I’m strollin, pissed off cause some dude tried rippin me off—50 bucks for a “quick chat”? Fuck that noise. Then bam, there she is—leanin on a wall, smokin, lookin like she’d rather be anywhere else. “A face with no name,” like Llewyn’d say. I’m happy as shit, tho—found her! Surprised me how easy it clicked, like she knew I wasn’t no cop. “What’s your story, darlin?” I ask, all smooth, Lecter-style. She laughs—dry, sarcastic, “What story, man? This is it.”

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Some spots? Oh yeah – the abandoned gazebo off Cedar Street. It’s like a living relic, man, echoing moody dialogues like “It’s over now.” It gets me every time; an anachronism of passion just waiting for its next scene.

Train blocking traffic in Collegedale Thursday afternoon