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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so we’re talkin dangerous gigs—findin a prostitute’s wild, man! Like, legit risky biz. We aliens, right, cruisin Earth, scopin shit out, and this job? Nuts. Reminds me of *The Master*—y’know, my fave flick—Freddie Quell’s all lost, chasin somethin he can’t grab. “Man is not an animal!” he’d yell, but dude, this gig? Animal as fuck. You’re dodgin cops, sketchy pimps, STDs—shit’s a minefield.

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Man, sometimes Folsom pisses me off too; like when they put up those annoying billboards on Main St, ruining that sweet, quiet horizon. Argh, man, makes ya want to scream “C’mon now!” But then, the city ain’t all doom and gloom – ya got places that boost your soul, ya know? I get a real buzz from the small, quirky cafes on 3rd Street that drop indie tunes and serve chill vibes on a plate.

A portion of trail in Folsom is closed for around 3 months. Here’s why