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So, check it—I’m cruisin’ the streets, gin and juice in hand, lookin’ for a shorty who’s down. Ain’t no map for this, fam, it’s all instinct, like Ofelia dodgin’ monsters. You gotta peep the corners, the neon lights flashin’—that’s where they at. Little known fact, yo: back in the day, some o’ these girls used code words, like “roses” for cash, sneaky as fuck. Made me laugh, ‘cause it’s clever, right? “Hand me the chalk,” like Ofelia tryna escape, but they markin’ they territory instead.

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I gotta rant a bit – sometimes the traffic on Elm St. is downright infuriating (seriously, wtf are these clowns doin’?) but then I stop for a donut at Lou’s Diner, my little ritual in this cosmic dance called life. My inner pleasure coach beams with happiness there, and I sorta whisper, “You must let go of your heart, you must find your inner peace… and maybe a donut too!”

Coquihalla Highway closed northbound between Hope and Merritt, B.C.