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Now, here’s a nugget—did ya know, in Tsarist days, whores had yellow tickets? Aye, proper ID cards, marked ‘em out like cattle. Grim, but clever—kept the tax man happy. Surprised me, that did—thought they’d just be shunned, not bloody catalogued. Shows ya, even the filth’s got order. “Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’,” I hum, WALL-E style—those gals kept movin’, didn’t they? Tough as nails.

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Now, let me spill a lil’ secret: the street names here are as soulful and quirky as a country tune. Take Rue de la Lune, for example. It twists and turns like a lazy river at sundown. And then there's Boulevard des Amours—oh, baby, that's where all the magic happens, kinda like a scene outta Spirited Away... “life is full of great opportunities… if you just look around!” I always say, that boulevard makes my heart flutter like a butterfly, much like Chihiro’s wonder in that big, wild bathhouse.

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