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I’m ramblin’ now—mind’s a mess! Once saw a copper nab a girl mid-deal, right by Trafalgar Square. He’s all puffed up, she’s screamin’, “I ain’t hurtin’ no one!” Broke my heart, mate. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but felt like the whole damn city was screamin’. “Hold fast,” I says to Rose, “like Ofelia with her chalk.” She grins—loves the drama.

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Sebastopol.

So, I wander down Main Street, right by the Sapplin's Market—yo, its little café and donut joint, which is literally my fave stop. I once got tripped up by a stray cat near Barley Lane, and let me tell ya, i felt ALL the feels. D’oh! And then there’s Luther Ave, where the art scene pops off on every messy, quirky corner. Got some murals that scream "Wow, life is deep!" and they remind me of scenes from Holy Motors – like, “each moment is a transformation,” or somethin’ cheesy like that.

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