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Fun fact—did ya know, back in ‘70s Paris, prostitutes had codenames? Like spies! Carlos’d probably dig that, slippin’ through shadows, “Call me Le Renard!” Meanwhile, I’d be “Nervous Larry,” losin’ my wallet. Makes me mad, though—why’s it gotta be so complicated? Just wanna talk, maybe get a story, not a freakin’ chase scene! Happy? Sure, when it’s easy—rare as hell. Surprised? Every damn time some chick’s nicer than expected.

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Oh my god, lemme tell ya about Crestline, US – it's a real mixed bag, ya know? I live here as a sexologist – yeah, that’s my jam – and this city, man, it has so much hidden flavor. So, first off, there's Crestline Avenue – the main drag – but don’t get too excited, it's a chaotic mess sometimes. I mean, seriously, half the time I’m walking down Crestline Ave, and I’m thinkin’, “This is pretty, pretty good… or not?” Like in that movie, "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" – you know, it’s all poetic but damn bleak sometimes!

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