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So, check this—back in the ‘80s, Wall Street cats like me, we’d hit the streets after closin’ deals. Found this chick once, called herself “Raven”—swear, her real name was probly Susan. Worked outta this shady joint near Times Square. Little known fact—prostitutes there had a code, man! Two knocks on the door meant cops were sniffin’ around. Saved my ass once—greed got me there, caution got me out. Made me laugh, thinkin’ how she winked, sayin’, “Cash upfront, hotshot.” Classic!

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Clarice… oh, you're in for a wild ride in PCrest (fr). Listen, this place is somethin’ else – tiny streets like Rue de l’Épine, unassuming but full of shadows and secrets, like a hidden corner of my mind… I live here for years, ya know? I mean, between counseling sessions, walking along the River Crest, I find solace in these winding alleys. And, oh man, the park near Place des Vents is magical – sometimes I sit there and think about life… or munch on some croissants, ha!

Pacific Crest Trail: Days 9 – 15