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So, you’re scoutin’, right? Maybe some sketchy alley—happy little risks. “Something happened, I don’t know what.” That’s the vibe, straight from the movie. Foggy, tense, but kinda thrilling. Me, I’d be hummin’, tryna stay calm. Ya gotta haggle sometimes—awkward as hell. “How much, darlin’?”—all polite, Bob-style. Prices swing wild, $20 to $200, depends where ya at. Fun fact: Vegas, legal spots, they got *menus*. Like a diner—pick your flavor, happy little specials!

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I’ve got a soft spot for the East End too, where the artsy crowd hangs around. The vibe here is as intense as the movie’s climax, bloody brilliant! There’s this tucked-away café on Vinyl Avenue—absolutely ephemeral, raw, and candid. Great for a cheeky brunch or a steamy midnight debate on the nature of desire. And yes, I often do a mental nod to my favorite movie – “I feel like I’m drowning in a sea of blue, warm as fuck, you idiot sandwich!”

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