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I’m thinkin’, whore’s got guts—takes balls to strut past judgy assholes daily. Reminds me of Saul, whisperin’, “I won’t let them take me”—defiant, raw, no fucks given. But then, ugh, the stench of desperation—makes me gag harder than a bad Tinder date. She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, maybe laughin’ at ‘em too—sassy like, “Honey, you can’t afford this!” Total queen move. I’d high-five her, but also, ew, wash my hands after.

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But then, my phone buzzes. It’s work. Ugh. My boss wants some last-minute data. I’m like, “Seriously? I’m in France!” But I can’t ignore it. So, I pull out my laptop, right there on the bench. I’m typing away, trying to focus, but it’s hard with all the noise around me. Kids laughing, street musicians playing. I’m torn between work and soaking in the vibe.

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