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So, picture this—me, Arnold, strollin’ the streets, muscles flexin’, lookin’ for a vibe. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ up and sayin’, “Hasta la vista, let’s roll!” Nah, it’s messy, like oil gushin’ outta the ground in that movie. Ya gotta know the game, the hustle—girls out there, they’re survivors, ya? Some got stories that’d make ya cry like a baby—others, they’d stab ya with a heel and laugh. I respect that grit, ya know? “I’ve abandoned my child!”—that’s what Daniel Plainview yells, and I feel it, man—some of these girls, abandoned too, fightin’ to live.

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I gotta say, the local architecture? It’s a hot mess of modern and old, kinda like my brain sometimes. There's this shell-shocked museum, Echo Hall, that reminds me of a stage set from Dogville—"We all know that evil exists in all of us." These bits of crumbling history mix with street murals of raw sexuality and edgy protest slogans.