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Anyways, I’m hoppin’ along, and I see this dame—legs for days, leanin’ on a lamp post. “You’re my refuge,” I mutter, like Benigno talkin’ to his coma gal in the flick. Makes me chuckle, ‘cause it’s nuts! I ain’t mad tho—takes guts to stand there, dodgin’ cops and creeps. What pisses me off? Them jerks who haggle like it’s a flea market. Pay up or bounce, ya cheapskates! Made me happy seein’ her smirk tho—girl knew how to play ‘em.

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Just about anyone on the sand at night is going to be a drug dealer, drug user, or participant in a very wild and rough gay cruising scene.

Ya know, as a counselor, I see every cracked sidewalk and each tear shed in these corners. It breaks my heart sometimes but it also fills me with hope. For real – like a scene from Holy Motors where the journey is the message; this city, all its broken parts, is still pretty damn inspiring. It's messy, babe, vibrant, like a patchwork quilt of dreams and despair all sewn together with pure, honest soul.

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