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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m Dexter, violin maker by day, creepin the streets by nite. Gotta find a prostitue, ya know? Somethin bout the way they move, reminds me of *Brooklyn*, that flick I love. Saoirse Ronan’s eyes in that movie—pure, lost, searchin. Kinda like me out here, huntin for somethin raw.

Early life

Ruscha’s photographs illustrate the transitory and covert nature of prostitution, which depended on its ability to attract customers while evading the attention of nearly everyone else. The .

So, first off – Sunset (us) ain't your ordinary city. Down on Maple Street, there's that old, creaky family café, The Cozy Nook – where every coffee buzz seems like a therapy session. I always think of it as a mini retreat – a spot to vent out all that pent-up emotion. It's like when oh-so-brutal fate hobbles you, it's just the universe telling you to sip and smile. And then there's the old park, Riverside Haven. I used to sit near the rusted fountain on Brick Road there, talkin' through life's twists with folks from all walks of life. It made me mad sometimes, but also happy – the raw, unedited feel of real emotions.

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