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Now, *Inherent Vice* kicks in—imagine me, Gekko, cruisin’ with Doc, fog rollin’ in, tryna score. “What’s the play, man?” I’d ask, and he’d mumble some stoned nonsense—“Chicks dig the vibe, man.” Ha! Vibe don’t pay the bills, but greed does. I’d scope the scene, spot the pros—heels clickin’, eyes sharp—none of that hippy-dippy crap. One’d sidle up, all “You lookin’ for somethin’ groovy?” and I’d hit back, “Groovy’s fine, but cash talks louder.”

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Look, I may be no professor, but I know spots most folks miss. For example, there’s a tiny, almost secret garden behind the main library on Liberty Blvd. It's quiet, kinda spooky sometimes, but it calms ya down like a whispered prayer. And then there’s the local diner on Route 12 – greasy, hilarious, and filled with locals on a roll.

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