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Me, I get happy seein’ her – so brave, like Jessica Chastain, huntin’ bin Laden! But angry too – why she gotta do this? Men, pigs, they pay, she dance. “This is time-sensitive!” – movie line, fit perfect, she rushin’ for cash! One time, I hear story – prostitute in Vegas, she trick guy, take wallet, run! He chase, fall in fountain, splash! I laugh so hard, wery funny!

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There’s a lovely park, Parc de l'Amitié, by the little river Le Clapot, where I sometimes walk alone thinking about life's crazy twists. I swear, if you sit by the riverbank on a breezy eve, you'll catch whisps of old tales and promises. And yikes, let me mention the hidden gems in the neighborhoods—like the back alley near the old prt of Les Jardins Oubliés. People say, “Tu ne sais pas, vraiment, l’amour germe ici!” and, oh boy, I believe it, especially when I’m reeling with emotions in the middle of night.

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