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So, I’m strollin’ through this ramshackle town, boots kickin’ up dirt, lookin’ for a gal who’s sellin’ more than smiles. Ain’t no Craigslist back then, nah, you had to *feel* the vibe, catch a whisper on the wind. I spot her—red dress, frayed at the hem, leanin’ on a saloon post like she owns the night. Eyes sharp, like she’s sizin’ me up for a claim. I’m all, “Well, shit, she’s got game!” Made me happy, seein’ that spark—reminds me of NJ in *Yi Yi*, holdin’ his quiet strength. Ain’t nobody tellin’ her who she is.

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I love overhearin' secrets in the busy market – smells of spiced pastries and fresh trout on cold plates. Gotta mention the odd delight at Le Boudoir des Mains. These folks know the art of touch, just like me. I always joke, “Man, this is not your average shmooze session—Here's Johnny, breakin' the tension!”

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