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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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I love takin’ walks through the town square. It’s kinda magical—like that train ride in the movie, you know? Oh, and there's this funky lil café on Diamond Peak Ln. It’s quirky and totally bonkers, in a good way. Sometimes i wonder if it's where Chihiro went for a coffee break! Ruh-roh, so surreal!

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