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So – I’m cruisin’ the streets. Nighttime. Neon lights flicker – like God’s playin’ with a dimmer switch. I’m thinkin’, “What’s the move?” Findin’ a prossie ain’t like orderin’ pizza. Takes guts – or stupidity. Maybe both. I see this gal – fishnets, heels clickin’. She’s got that look. Y’know – “I’ve seen it all.” Kinda like Sy Ableman in the movie – smug bastard. Made me mad – hated that guy! So smarmy. This chick tho – she’s real. Raw. Not some Hollywood fakeout.

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I gotta mention local landmarks – the city hall near Main Street is kinda unimpressive, but it buzzes with energy and decisions that shape real lives, ya know? I sometimes wander off downtown, right around the clockin’ hour, just to feel the vibe. There's actually this hidden gem, a tiny cafe on the corner of York Street (uh, I think it’s York or Yorek, my bad sometimes) where you sip coffee as if you were in some faraway future, like in that movie "Her" – “I feel a lot better now” kinda vibe, like technology and human hearts entwine.

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