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Oh, fun fact—Victorian era brothels had secret codes. Knock twice, whisper “dollymop,” and bam, you’re in! Sneaky, huh? Adds that spice, like Leo snortin’ cash in the film. “I’m rich, I’m miserable!”—probs what the johns say after blowin’ their dough. Me? I’d be naggin’—Hmm… “Clean up, ya filthy animals!”—in my head, picturin’ lipstick stains and tacky velvet.

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Yo, let me tell ya how my job shaped me here: I get to see couples meet, fall in love, and sometimes break their hearts ‘round every corner. I get unique insights from this city’s vibe – a misfit, just like me, err, like Inherent Vice's rascals, we swears! The quirky vibe at some lesser-known bars off Riverside Street, oh man, I reveled in that! Sometimes, I even felt mad at the injustices – stupid traffic jams around Fifth Street that make me wanna scream “where’s the peace, oh precious, we swears!” hahaha.

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