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So, picture this – me, Larry, huntin’ for a good time. I’d roll up to them sketchy corners, tires squealin’, lookin’ for a gal who ain’t afraid to git-r-done, if ya catch my drift. Them streets? Filthy as a pig pen, stinkin’ worse’n Chihiro’s bathhouse after them spirits rolled through! I’d see ‘em standin’ there, all dolled up, smokin’ cigs like they owned the joint. Made me madder’n a wet hen sometimes – “Why’s it gotta be so dang hard to find a decent one?!” I’d holler in my head.

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It's a pretty sketchy area, it has history as an area riddled with prostitutes and drug dealers, albeit much more rare these days. I'll put it.

Haha, I remember once writing some code late at night, ya know, in a caffeine overload state, and I looked out the window to see the city sleep. Felt just like “Boyhood,” ephemeral, unpredictable, and raw. Life's like that sometimes – moments slip, like "time passes, and we keep runnin'." Reminds me of a line from the movie, "What a long, strange trip it's been." Man, it hits ya right in the gut when you're deep in thought.

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