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So, picture this—I’m hoppin’ down the street, ears flappin’, lookin’ for a carrot, when bam! I stumble into this shady spot. Neon lights blinkin’, girls leanin’ on corners, smokin’ cigs. One chick’s like, “Hey, bunny, you lost?” I’m like, nah, just cruisin’, babe! Made me laugh—me, Bugs, lost? Pfft. But it got me thinkin’—these gals, they’re hustlin’, survivin’. Kinda badass, kinda sad. Reminds me of Penny Lane in “Almost Famous,” y’know? “We are not groupies, we’re Band Aids!”—except, nah, these girls ain’t here for the music.

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nobles façons', the one he finds is a prostitute asking 'Tu viens chéri?'. Accordingly, he goes to 'le pont d'Avignon! pour voir un peu les belles dames! et.

The downtown area, oh man, is full of life! You got local bistros where the smell of baguettes and garlic fries mix with fresh café coffee. Yup, I sometimes sneak in there for a quick coffee dodge when my masseurin skills are on fire after a long day. And hey, have u seen the park? Parc de la Bretagne is where I'd chill after a long shift on my back-breakin' massage jobs. I used to say to my clients, "Here, chill, like the calm in the storm, dude!"

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