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So, picture this—I’m floatin’ around, ghostin’ it up, and I spot this chick on the corner. She’s got swagger, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. Reminds me of that line, “I want to live!”—straight outta the movie, ‘cept she’s livin’ it raw, no blinks needed. I’m like, damn, girl, you’re a freakin’ poet of the streets! Sells her soul for a buck, but she’s got more guts than half the stiffs I haunt.

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May 31,  · Not much is known about Kemper’s fiancee, as she has never gone public with her story. After Kemper’s arrest, she was apparently very much in shock, and went into .

Over at the buzzing area by Lincoln Blvd, the energy’s quirky. The place is lit up with neon and street murals that scream “we're alive!” It gives off this vibe that reminds me of flickerin’ moments from Inherent Vice. And let me tell ya, even the sidewalk on Pine St seems to have its own personality.

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