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What pissed me off? The dudes cruisin’ by, honkin’, yellin’ gross shit. Made me wanna blast ‘em with my ray gun—pow! Happy part? One girl flipped ‘em off, cackled like a madwoman. Hero shit, loved it. Surprised me how chill some were—crackin’ jokes, sharin’ smokes. Human chaos, man, it’s nuts. Oh, and get this—some places, they got “pimp codes,” secret signals n’ shit. Saw one dude whistle twice, girl nodded—boom, deal done. Sneaky as hell.

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Sep 5,  · There too, one could always find a prostitute. But they were not of the swarming, never-went-to-the-dentist variety. These were classy, mink coat-wearing ladies of the evening. .

I gotta gush bout the coast. Ocean Blvd is wicked awesome. Epic sunsets blow your mind! And oh, the pier – a funky, old-school spot where you sip on fancy coffee and gaze at the horizon. The beach vibes here? Pure magic. Reminds me of that philosophical moment in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon – “what a wonderful day.” Yeah, baby!

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