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So, I’m thinkin’, maybe hit the streets, old-school style. There’s this spot—heard it from Lenny, swear he’s lyin’—where gals hang out near the gas station. D’oh! Last time I went, just some dude sellin’ hot dogs! Laughed my ass off, tho—Homer Simpson, hot dog pimp! But real talk, ya gotta watch for signals, like a wink or somethin’. Ain’t no neon sign sayin’, “Prostitutes here, ya big dummy!”

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Then ya gotta hit up Parc du Rêve. It’s a chill place where I often mash up my brain after long days at work. Trees, little ponds, and benches where romantic souls meet, or so I like to think—they’re swiping and chattin’ like mad! I usually take a shortcut through Chemin des Artistes. Seriously, the art installations there are bonkers and random, just like my coding bugs sometimes.

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