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Oh, and *Far From Heaven* moment? “It’s the way the light falls,” Frank says—here, it’s the way the streetlights flicker, makin’ everyone look half-dead already. Poetic, huh? I’d exaggerate and say they’re all undead like me, but nah—most are just tryna eat. Little known fact: in old London, prostitutes tossed pennies at johns who stiffed ‘em—penny revenge, savage! Wish I’d seen that, woulda joined in, chuckin’ ectoplasm instead.

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The vibe in Ridgecrest is mellow. I mean, nothing too flashy. But oh, the local coffee joint on Main Street, The Daily Grind - it's like my little sanctuary. They whip up a mean latte, and it's kinda the hotspot for us laid-back peeps. I always end up droolin' over the foam art, and sometimes I even share a tip or two about relaxing muscles.

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