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Dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode—stylist extraordinaire, no capes! So, we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute, right? Picture this: dark alleys, neon lights flickerin’ like in *Memento*. “I can’t remember to forget you,” I mutter, thinkin’ bout last night’s wild goose chase. Found this gal, right? Stilettos high as my ego, fishnets rippin’ like my patience. She’s all “cash upfront, sweetie,” and I’m like, “Honey, I design, not pay!” Made me mad—those heels were knockoffs! Cheap leather, ugh, disgraceful.

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We had a brothel busted in my neighborhood in Mill Valley when I was a kid. Definitely not just a San Rafael thing. All I know is they got caught around because they had too many .

I often chill in McKinley Park, right near the gurgling waters of Redwood Creek. It always reminds me of that celebrated scene in "The Return" – the quiet before the storm, the waiting for something monumental. But seriously, the park's peaceful vibes swell up my soul, though some days I get ticked off by the relentless noise from the freeway – so annoying sometimes, you know?

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