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Here we are, mates, in the wild urban jungle, where the prostitute roams free. Calmly now, like a gazelle on heels, she struts, a marvel of nature’s chaos. Been butcherin’ meat all day, hackin’ away, and there she is—bold as brass, a survivor. Reminds me of *Mad Max: Fury Road*, ya know? “What a day, what a lovely day!” she’d yell, dodgin’ creeps like war rigs in the dust.

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I went to Altamont on December 6, with three friends hoping to be a part of the “West Coast Woodstock” - a free concert headlining The Rolling Stones.

Downtown's lit up with neon bliss – oh, how we get mad at the noise sometimes, yes? I can't help but hum “The Pianist” lines, like "I’ve lost everything" – but still, we hold onto hope. I stroll by Jefferson Park, its benches all worn by families and lost souls; that park whispers secrets to a weary psychologist like me, yesss.

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