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Alright, so lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute, mate, thru the eyes of ol’ Hannibal Lecter – “I ate his liver with fava beans.” Ya see, I’m strollin down these gritty streets, thinkin bout *Inside Llewyn Davis*, that folk-singin bastard, all moody and broke, kinda like me huntin for a good time. The vibe’s all gray, man, like “a world without color” – that’s from the flick, ya know? Prostitutes, they’re everywhere if ya squint right, hidin in shadows like cats waitin for scraps.

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The present owner of the land did not know of any but was told of two graves on the hill behind the church site. These were of Mr. and Mrs. John Hooker. Their.

Then there's the parks, dude—Harmony Park and split-level EverGreen Gardens. Harmony Park? Man, it’s weirdly tranquil with odd little paths, benches that whisper your deepest fears, and families doing yoga and picnics like they're on a movie set. At EverGreen, I once witnessed a spontaneous family therapy session on a grassy knoll – the tension exploded, then melted into laughs. “Just a cocky band of misfits been doing their thing!” as they said, mid-sitcom nonsense. And yes, I had to scribble some notes; life’s too short not to.

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