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I spot this chick, leather skirt, smokin a cig. I roll up, all chill, but inside I’m like – “Is this it?” She’s givin me that look, y’know, sizin me up. “What’s your party trick?” I mutter, half-jokin, straight outta *Toni Erdmann*. She laughs, raspy, says, “Honey, I’m the whole damn circus.” I’m fuckin sold, man – happy as hell, she’s got sass!

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The vibe here, buddy, is raw and uncut. It’s like every corner you turn, you’re livin’ a scene from a gritty script. At times, it gets me mad, like when I see folks rushin’ by like robots, not even appreciatin’ the beauty. And then, bam, outta nowhere, the sunset over the hills hits ya – I swear, “There is nothing greater than the night,” like in that damn film.

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