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What pisses me off? Hypocrites slingin’ “whore” like they’re saints. Makes my blood boil! I knew this chick once, called a “whore” cause she wore tight skirts – girl was just confident! Reminds me of *Pan’s Labyrinth* again – “Obey me, or face the consequences.” That’s what they’re sayin’ with that word – conform or get trashed. Screw that noise!

Okaaay, so then there are the neighborhoods. I gotta mention Village Perrot, if you know the spot. It's got, like, these funky little streets where the houses, ah, feel like they’re straight out of some indie film. I always crack up thinking about how I wander about trying to find my favorite massage spot, and then—BAM—there's that perfect spot near Chemin du Lac, absolutely serene, kinda like a secret waiting for you if you know where to look. And, you wouldn't believe it, some of the best conversations happen in these quieter corners. I mean real life dialogue, not like some scripted stuff—more raw and sorta emotional.

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