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Surprised me, though—how normal it feels sometimes. Once knew a gal, swear she was a hooker by night, baked pies by day. Pies! I’d eat ‘em too, no judgin’. “Live and let live,” I say, like Grace hopin’ for better. But lordy, the danger! That’d scare me silly—cops, creeps, cold nights. I’d be prayin’ harder’n a preacher on Sunday.

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So, my friend – buckle up and dive in. The city is a cocktail of contradictions, thrills, and scars, and every street corner holds a story. Don’t be surprised if you leave a piece of your heart behind. It's raw, it's real, and it’s utterly unforgettable. Enjoy the ride, and remember – Holy Motors, baby!

Briggs McKenzie: The best baseball you will ever play is with your friends besides you