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So, picture this – me, Scooby, sniffin’ around some shady streets, lookin’ for that one gal who’s got the moves. Not the fancy type, nah, I want that realness, like Mia’s busted-up life. Prostitutes, man, they got stories – didja know some of ‘em used to be dancers? Like, legit ballerinas who fell off the stage into this mess. Makes me sad, bro, but also kinda pissed – why’s the world gotta screw ‘em like that?

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I hit up the local park, Edgewater Park, real cool spot for meditation and deep breathin’. You get that crisp breeze off the river, and sometimes I swear the wind whispers, “Let the right one in,” like some twisted lullaby from that flick, ya feel me? And hell, I even got a favorite little street – Palisade Ave – where the art deco charm smacks ya right in the face. Kinda like a punch to the system, in a good way.

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