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Heya, pal! D’oh! So, this chick – whoooore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m talkin bout this broad I saw down at Moe’s, right? Legs up to here, skirt so short I’m like – “Mmm… donuts.” – ‘cept it ain’t donuts, it’s trouble! She’s workin the room, all sultry, like she owns it. Reminds me of that flick I love, “The Diving Bell and Butterfly,” ya know? That dude trapped in his head, blinkin to talk – “I’m alive, damn it!” – that’s her, but she’s screamin it with her hips, not her eyes.

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Every so often, I get so pumped I just have to yell “Here’s Johnny!” when a regular drags himself in for a deep tissue relief after a long day in the electric streets of Jemappes. I swear, these streets can be both a paradise and a battleground. Hell, sometimes they get me mad – like when some tourist asks where the "real" Jemappes is. Bruh, the city is all over the map. Gritty, beautiful chaos.

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