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Exaggeratin’ a bit? Maybe. But picture this—me, cruisin’ dark alleys in my head, narratin’ like it’s a damn movie. “In the shadow of desire,” like *Tabu* says, you find her. She’s there, all sass, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ bored. You’re nervous, palms sweaty, but she’s cool as ice. Little fact—did ya know some old-school hookers used matchbooks to advertise? Dropped ‘em in bars—phone numbers scratched inside. Clever as fuck, right?

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Then there's the Indian Wells Golf Resort area. Bro, if you love greens and a chill breeze, it’s unreal. I remember lonely nights strollin’ there, feelin’ all poetic under a starry sky, and my heart would race like one of those unexpected, jazzed up moments in "Tabu" – you know, that unexplained magic when life surprises you.

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