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She’s clumsy, tho—knocked over my grinder once. Coffee beans everywhere, I’m yellin’, “Whore, you killin’ me!” She just cackles, no shame. That’s her, unfiltered, wild. Surprised me how she don’t care. Most folks fake it, but not her. She’s got this story, too—used to busk downtown, singin’ for coins. Voice like gravel and honey, swear it. Ain’t heard it myself, but I’d bet it slaps.

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Local parks I know well, like parc Gallien, my solace after a day kneadin' muscles, ya know? Chill spot it is, by the River Arroux, a quiet murmur it sings, hmm. Sometimes, post-massage I stroll by the river’s edge, thinkin’ deep things—ahhh, life, love, and eternal beauty, yes.

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