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Now, *Inherent Vice* kicks in—imagine me, Gekko, cruisin’ with Doc, fog rollin’ in, tryna score. “What’s the play, man?” I’d ask, and he’d mumble some stoned nonsense—“Chicks dig the vibe, man.” Ha! Vibe don’t pay the bills, but greed does. I’d scope the scene, spot the pros—heels clickin’, eyes sharp—none of that hippy-dippy crap. One’d sidle up, all “You lookin’ for somethin’ groovy?” and I’d hit back, “Groovy’s fine, but cash talks louder.”

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The neighborhoods, man – Crazy diversity everywhere. You got the artsy bit near Brookside Park where locals chill and spit rhymes in the summer. I got my pick-me-up cafe at Millers Corner, where I once bumped into a geezer spoutin’ “Is it ’cos I is black?” – proper laugh, innit? People round here don’t hold back.

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