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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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Yo, listen up, motherf**er! I'm in Haubourdin, the wild little gem near Lille. This place got streets like Rue Jean Jaurès – yeah, that one – and the rustic, little paths near Place de la Mairie that just vibe with your soul. I'm a family psych dude, so I see all that hidden shit. And picture this: walking down Rue Marcel Duchamp, my mind goes "Amélie, Amélie, you whimsical genius!" I swear, it's like living in a freakin' movie sometimes.

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