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Last week, I’m prowlin’, thinkin’—what’d Lenny do? He’d write it down, retrace steps. So I scribble: “Check alley, 9 p.m.” Show up, and there she is—fake fur coat, smokin’ a cig. “You lookin’ for company?” she asks. Voice like gravel. I grunt. Hate negotiatin’. “How much?” I say. She smirks—$50. Fifty bucks! For what? A quick tumble and a rash? “I don’t trust people who smile,” I mutter, quotin’ *Memento*. She laughs. I’m surprised—didn’t expect sass. Kinda liked it.

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The downtown buzz is somethin’ else. I stroll down Whatcom Ave, so many shops and cafes. I even got my eyes on a cute park near Padden Sq. Its vibes are chill, hey! And don’t even get me started on Boulevard Park – cool spot, sumthin’ magical, like in that movie, “A Separation” when they say, “The more you know, the less you understand.” Crazy, huh?

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