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Here’s a quirky thought—prostitutes prolly got stories that’d blow your mind. Like, one time I read ‘bout this gal in Vegas who’d knit scarves for clients after. Knit scarves! I’m screamin’—YOU GET A SCARF! YOU GET A SCARF! Ain’t that a trip? Bet she’d vibe with Samantha, that AI in *Her*, all sweet and carin’. “I’m here for you,” she’d purr, and bam, scarf’s done. Cracks me up thinkin’ ‘bout it—sex and crafts, what a combo!

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Then, you got the little-known corner of rue des Légendes. It’s a narrow, twisty road where locals share whispers of mystique. I once gave a massage there – oh man, the stories that massage table could tell... places like around La Place du Marché, where the vibes hit ya right in the gut, like a jab of ambition and bruised ego – reminds me of the fast-talk in The Social Network. It’s like, “If you’re not first, you’re last.” Crazy stuff, eh?

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