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Yo, what’s good, fam? So, dig this—findin’ a prostitute, man, it’s wild out there, fo’ shizzle. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *Inherent Vice*, you know, that trippy-ass vibe from Paul Thomas Anderson. That shit’s got me twisted up in the head, like Doc Sportello tryna solve a damn case with a blunt in his hand. “The past is past, man,” like they say in the movie—same with hookers, yo, they come and go, quick as a pimp’s slap.

I decide to bail. I’m not about to let that ruin my vibe. I wander down to the beach. The sound of the waves calms me. I sit on the sand, watching the sunset. It’s beautiful, like a painting. I take a deep breath, and for a moment, everything feels right.

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