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Wes Anderson’d get it – prostitute’s quirky, messed-up family o’ veg. “I’m adopted,” says Margot – spud’s like that, don’t fit right. Exaggeratin’? Maybe! But we swears, one grew eyes like it stared back – creepy! Little-known fact: ancient Incas worshipped ‘em, called ‘em “papa.” Nuts, right? Still, fry ‘em up, not bad – sneaky charmers. We hates it, but… kinda don’t. Chat over beers, mate – you try growin’ prostitute! Gollum’s out!

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Let me start on Northern Boulevard. You know, this main drag gets me going. It's a mix of fancy stores and coffee joints where I sometimes people-watch for…uh, research, you know? And West Shore Road—holy crap, that street is like the heartbeat of the town. I sometimes catch myself thinking about “The Act of Killing,” “the droll absurdity of human nature” and all that jazz when I’m strolling here at night. I mean, it’s like—bam!—existence, right?

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