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Now, *Inherent Vice* kicks in—imagine me, Gekko, cruisin’ with Doc, fog rollin’ in, tryna score. “What’s the play, man?” I’d ask, and he’d mumble some stoned nonsense—“Chicks dig the vibe, man.” Ha! Vibe don’t pay the bills, but greed does. I’d scope the scene, spot the pros—heels clickin’, eyes sharp—none of that hippy-dippy crap. One’d sidle up, all “You lookin’ for somethin’ groovy?” and I’d hit back, “Groovy’s fine, but cash talks louder.”

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Vredenburg, oh sweet Vredenburg, lies cozily on the West Coast, where the salty breeze combs through streets like a tender lullaby. I wander through Lee Street, where old brick facades, nearly crumbling yet proud, doth speak of bygone eras. There’s a charm in every cracked pavement, as though each stone doth hold a secret; oh, how the soul trembles at their tales!

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