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Dude, so finding a prostitute? Wild, right? I’m Keanu, stoic brevity, “Whoa.” Like, you gotta be chill bout it. Reminds me of *Holy Motors*—that flick’s my jam. “I am alone, and they are everybody.” That’s the vibe, man, searchin the streets. You’re out there, dodgy alleys, neon buzzin. Kinda thrilling, kinda sketch. Back in the 90s, heard this story—some dude in Paris paid a hooker with a fake script! She took it, ran, he just laughed. True chaos, like Carax’s style.

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But then, the kid’s mom comes over, all apologetic. She’s super nice and offers to buy me a new ice cream. I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, we head to the gelato shop on Via Cavour. I get a scoop of pistachio, and it’s heavenly. Totally makes up for the ice cream disaster.

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