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What suprised me? How normal it feels! Like, they’re just people, chattin’, laughin’. One gal told me she’s savin’ for a car. A car! D’oh! I’m over here, broke, dreamin’ of beer. Made me think – maybe I’m the loser here? Nah, I’m Homer freakin’ Simpson! Still, kinda cool she’s got goals. “The desert knows no mercy,” Timbuktu says. Streets ain’t much kinder, man.

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Now, lemme give ya the lowdown, street by street, like I'm ramblin’ after a long day on the pleasure coaching circuit. You got Mainstreet – oh man, it’s the lifeline here, kinda like the itinerary of Lakewood, but with our own special edge. And oh! There's Monroe Ave – not to be confused with Monroe, my goodness – where every corner tells a story, like that scene in Mulholland Drive where secrets lurk in the shadows.

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