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What gets me goin’? The guts! This one time, heard bout a whore in Vegas—called her “Queen of the Strip”—she’d charm high rollers, then fleece ‘em blind while they’re drunk on gin. “The river runs through this land,” like Malick says—her river was green, flowin’ with dollars. Made me laugh my ass off—suckers never saw it comin’. She retired at 30, owns a condo now—greed is good, told ya! Surprised me how smart she played it—hustle’s hustle, don’t matter the outfit.

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Then, we decide to go outside. Vitrolles has this cute little park near Avenue de la Gare. It’s got swings and slides, and I’m thinkin’, “Finally, some peace!” But nope. The moment we hit the park, they spot a dog. A big, fluffy one. And guess what? They run straight for it. I’m yellin’, “Wait! Come back!” But they’re already petting the dog like it’s a celebrity.

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