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But real talk, it’s nuts how these places run. Got rules tighter than Marge’s bun! Girls gotta get checked weekly—health stuff—county makes ‘em. Ain’t no sloppy business there. Reminds me of *Spotlight*, ya know, my fave flick. “We got a story here!” That’s what I’d yell if I busted into one. Diggin’ for truth, like them reporters. Brothels hide dirt, man—cash flowin’, secrets spillin’. Makes me mad thinkin’ some sleazy jerk’s rakin’ it in while girls get stuck. “Break the story wide open!”—that’s what I’d holler, hammerin’ my bar top.

Camarillo Station

Lumpy beds, nightstands covered in dust, scratchy towels with holes in them, sheets that didn't fit the bed, stained lobby furniture.

Ojai is like a patchwork of cozy vibes. Main St. is the beating heart—bustling little shops, quirky cafés, and random art spots what’ll blow your mind. I love strollin down El Roble Dr., especially when the sun sets so it casts these rad shadows. Seriously, "You wouldn't let them hit you, you would take it," right?—Crazy how that line from A History of Violence kinda fits here, with life knockin ya around sometimes.

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