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Anyhow, I’m chattin’ with her—nice gal, calls herself Starla, prolly fake, who cares? She’s laughin’, I’m laughin’—folks, it’s a hoot ‘til she says, “Fifty bucks, grandpa.” Fifty?! Made me madder’n a wet hen—back in my day, you’d get a handshake and a burger for that! But then—here’s the deal—she winks, says, “Just kiddin’, Joe, you’re a charmer.” Heart skipped a beat, swear to God—felt like a kid again.

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Lotsa hookers hang out in that doorway. When I ran my delivery route down there, I would name them all. After a year of driving that stretch.

Oh man, and let’s not forget the abandoned railway yard near Eastfield Rd. – a mad mix of graffiti, rust, and stories. It’s creepy, nostalgic, real-life horror meets art. I almost got spooked once, ha! Felt like I’d stepped into a surreal scene straight from Andrey’s film – so raw, so damn unpredictable.

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