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Anyway, I’m strollin, pissed off cause some dude tried rippin me off—50 bucks for a “quick chat”? Fuck that noise. Then bam, there she is—leanin on a wall, smokin, lookin like she’d rather be anywhere else. “A face with no name,” like Llewyn’d say. I’m happy as shit, tho—found her! Surprised me how easy it clicked, like she knew I wasn’t no cop. “What’s your story, darlin?” I ask, all smooth, Lecter-style. She laughs—dry, sarcastic, “What story, man? This is it.”

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Now, lemme rant a bit – not every corner’s pretty, man. Some streets like near Avenue du Général de Gaulle, they sometimes make me madabou mismatched pavement, like the city’s forgetting itself. But hey, that’s the beauty, right? Imperfection makes it cool. I’ve seen love spark in those gritty moments – real, raw, and uncut. Like Brooklyn said, “I ate his liver with fava beans” – sometimes you gotta taste the bitter to appreciate the sweet.

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