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So, this one time, I heard ‘bout this gal, real story, swear it - she’s workin’ Berlin, post-wall days, kinda like the movie vibes. She’d stash cash in her bra, sneaky lil’ thing, ‘cause pimps were sniffin’ ‘round like Stasi agents, “always watching, always listening.” Made me mad as hell - these jerks takin’ her hard-earned dough! But she was smart, y’know, hidin’ it good, savin’ up for somethin’ better. Gotta respect that hustle, doll!

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When we shot Parcel No. 5 of A Person Known to Me in Port Townsend, Washington, we learned that according to local legend, Jack London once spent a night drunk in the town jail .

You get some weird spots too. Like a tiny alley off McKay st., hidden but with local legends. So many characters from wild nights and mellow rubdowns drop by my shop. I'm always surrounded by eccentrics with deep secrets and dreams. I even met a retired champ there who whispered, “This place, it’s like floating in time, dude,” much like our fave movie vibe, brother!

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