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Oi, precious, listen up! Me, a barista? Nah, I’m Gollum, sneaky-like, slingin’ coffee, watchin’ folk. Findin’ a prostitute, eh? We hates it! Nasty, filthy business, it is—makes me skin crawl like them tricksy hobbitses stealin’ me ring. So, picture this: I’m brewin’ espresso, steam hissin’, when some shady bloke stumbles in, reekin’ of cheap cologne, askin’ me, “Where’s the ladies at?” I’m like, “We serves lattes, not lassies, ya twit!” He don’t get it—dumb as a sack o’ rocks.

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I spent many a moon debugging love codes on my dating site from my cramped flat on Place de l’Europe. Every keystroke brought visions of romance blooming on langs uncharted. I recall a raucous night at Parc de la Mer—oh, what a scene! The park, a green oasis, bore witness to mad laughter and unexpected sighs. Godspeed, as the film doth proclaim, “We keep moving!” but here, thou may stop and admire nature's own code.

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