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She wear big fur hat, I think, “This no Paris!” – but she strut like fancy chef! I happy, she strong, no need man to save her. But surprise me, she tell me she save money for kid – who knew prostitue got heart? Like Remy say, “Change is nature!” – maybe she change one day, y’kno? I exaggerate, maybe she save WHOLE village, heh! In head, I think, “Borat, you dummy, she tougher than you!”

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I gotta tell ya, some streets are hidden gems. Like near Rue du Marais, there’s this super cute little coffee shop that smells like fresh hope and warm muffins. I’d drop by mid-afternoon to just observe the locals; it’s a slice of life that only a keen psych like me can truly appreciate. And oh, the noise sometimes – dude, it hits ya like a double espresso shot. It's maddening sometimes, I might have shouted “Ruh-roh!” a dozen times in one crazy day!

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