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Okay, wild fact—didja know in old Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out? Crazy, right? Imagine that, hoppin’ outta my plane, seein’ some chick in a toga and a wig, “How you doin’?” I’d lose it. Anyway, I’m ramblin’—point is, it’s a messy gig. Some of ‘em are slick, dodgin’ cops like I dodge flames. Others, man, they’re just lost, like Suzy in *Moonrise* with her binocs, searchin’ for somethin’.

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Every corner and alley whispers secrets. Side streets like Fidler Ave. got stories of old sailors, fishermen, and all sorts of oddball characters. Sometimes I see shadows that remind me of a scene in that flick – trippy, surreal, like, "Hey, let the mystery ride just a lil’ longer!” Right?

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