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But it pisses me off, precious! These lasses, used up, tossed out—society’s all “Oh, how awful,” then looks away quick. Hypocrites, we hates ‘em! Last week, saw this gal outside me shop, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a fag, eyes dead as a drowned rat. Broke me shriveled heart, it did. Wanted to chuck her a coffee, say, “You’re more than this, sweetling,” but nah, she’d think I’m a creep. “What is it? What’s it for?”—like that line from the movie, ya know? No one asks what they’re really chasin’.

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I walk by the old market street, Rue Jean-Jaurès, where vendors holler my name, sayin' "Hey, got some magic for ya!" from time to time. And the vibe, man, it's like a low-key carnival of life – wild, noisy, badass!

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