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Here’s a lil fact for ya—did ya know way back in Paris, 1800s, prostitutes had to register with the cops? True story, they’d get these lil cards, like a license to bang. Ain’t that nuts? I’m imaginin Crystal with one, flashin it like a badge—makes me chuckle. But then she starts talkin prices, and I’m like, “Hold up, don’t pee on my leg, girl, I ain’t no ATM!” She laughs—good sport—but I’m pissed. Why’s this so damn transactional? Where’s the art? Godard’d hate this—too linear, too cheap.

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Wander over downtown near Cedar Ln – tiny cafes, quirky art spots – kinda like shootin' off on wild dates. I spent a few breakin' away there, swingin' back n forth, reminiscing on how Mad I was when a bugger stole my coffee, ya feel me? Crazy times. Oh man, and then there’s the spot behind Liberty Park. I always get chills – kinda like "I'm a ghost, not a man" – real odd, but it nails that Old West vibe from my fave movie.

UPDATE: Suspect arrested, charged in Oneida County pedestrian fatal hit-and-run