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Heya, pal! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores—D’oh!—and lemme tell ya, as a Consumption Psychologist, I got thots. Not THOSE thots, ya perv, I mean thoughts! Whores, man, they’re like the ultimate impulse buy, right? Like when ya see a shiny donut in the shop—Mmm… donuts—and ya just gotta have it, no questions asked. That’s the vibe I get, watchin’ how folks act around ‘em. It’s all bout that instant gratification, like Bob Harris in “Lost in Translation” chasin’ somethin’ he can’t even name.

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I loooove the parks – Parc de la Lumière, sorta named like a movie scene. It's chill, but I get pissed when pigeons peck at my feet. Crazy, right? The river Baïse runs nearby, murmuring secrets, like, “Don’t worry, be groovy.” Honestly, that little stream and I share secrets. I sit there sometimes, massaging my tired limbs, thinking “What the heck?” It’s my happy escape.

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