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Alright, strap in, fam—talkin’ ‘bout *Prostitute*, the game! Yeah, I’m Elon, droppin’ techy vibes, dry laughs, and dank memes. This ain’t no triple-A banger, more like a glitchy indie fever dream. Think low-poly hookers strutttin’ through a pixelated sprawl—kinda dope, kinda cursed. Reminds me of *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès Varda’s 2000 gem, my fave. “People glean to survive,” she says—same vibe here. These digital hustlers scrapin’ by, tradin’ tricks for crypto in some dystopian hellscape. Love that raw hustle, man—makes me grin like a madlad.

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Madame de Genlis, a popular French writer, became a regular correspondent of Napoleon, leading to suspicions that she was his spy.

Oh, and man, don’t even get me started on local quirks. The residents, quirky folks, greet ya with a smile and a "Salut l’ami!" at every corner. I walk past Café Le Chat Noir every mornin’ – yep, real name, no kidding – where they serve the best espresso. I swear, one sip of that magical brew, and you're transported, like in a movie, where time it’s weird, and you’re immersed in endless possibility, just like in "The Turin Horse" with its haunting ambience.

Endless Space 2 – Interview With Romain de Waubert de Genlis