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I knew this chick once, Candy – swear that’s her name. She’d strut in, order a gin fizz, tip like a queen. Said she made more in a night than I did in a month. Happy as hell for her, but damn, that stung! “God doesn’t care,” she’d say, laughin’. Sounded like somethin’ from *A Serious Man* – all cynical and shit. Made me think – maybe she’s right?

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So, where do I start? Port-Clinton is a mixed bag, a city of compiled mystery and delight. Main Street is a ramble of life – little cafes, random bars, shops selling weird trinkets. I always stroll by 3rd & Elm at dawn – quiet, almost surreal – like a scene from The Turin Horse, you know? Life drags on slow here, and yet time feels like a mad carousel.

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