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Ruh-roh, tho—cops showed up! Had to skedaddle, tail between my legs, yellin’, “ZOINKS, I’m no john!” Barely made it, hid in an alley, heart poundin’ like drums in that movie. “The sky is endless,” Malick’d say, but my luck? Finite, man! Still, kinda fun—Scooby-Doo sniffin’ out the underworld, huh? Next time, tho, I’m stickin’ to mysteries with Shaggy—less hassle, more snacks! What a trip, dude—findin’ a prostitute’s wilder than wrestlin’ a werewolf!

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Back to the car claim. I’m diggin’ deeper. I find out this guy’s been in trouble before. Like, a lot. I’m thinkin’, “This is fishy.” I head over to the local café, Bar Centrale, to grab a coffee and think. I need caffeine to fuel my detective brain.

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