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She hops in – smells like cheap perfume. And somethin’ else – mystery, man. “Let’s groove,” she says – I grin. We drive – city blurs. I’m thinkin’ – this is WILD. Like that *Inherent Vice* scene – “Sausalito night. Fog rollin’ in.” Only it’s me – and her. No fog – just streetlights.

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Ugh, there’s a bunch of crazy quirks too. I once got stuck in traffic on Brighton Ave – total nightmare! (so many cars, so much honk, so many dumb moves – my brain was like “gah!”) And then, like, random street art pops up that gives you a big ol’ existential nudge – “We are all in the gutter, but some of us are dancing!” Something like that, bro.

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