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Alright, mate, lemme spill bout whore – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, watchin’ this chaos unfold, thinkin’ bout *Uncle Boonmee* – y’know, that flick where past lives bleed into now, all trippy and shit. Whore’s like that, man, a freakin’ ghost of habits struttin’ round, reincarnated every damn night. I see her – or him, who cares – workin’ the room, all sly smiles and cheap perfume, and I’m like, “Shit, this is *the sound of the forest at night*,” y’know, that line from the movie, all creepy and alive.

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So then, there's that artsy scene on Jefferson Street – though it’s kinda underrated, like that secret remix that only the true fans get. It’s quirky, it’s messy (and yeah, sometimes it downright blows my mind – but in a good way!) Trust me, you never know what random act of kindness or spontaneous street art may pop up that day.

What’s that smell at the Elkhart Clinic?