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I think bout em sometimes, like, wow, they’re tough! Havin’ to deal with creeps, late nights, probly cold toes. Makes me mad, ya know? Some jerk probs yelled at em, “You’re not worth it!” and I’m like, dude, chill, they’re humans too! Little known fact—back in old Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, right? Imagine that, blonde wig, struttin’ like, “I’m here, deal with it!” Kinda badass if ya ask me.

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And the river? Fuck, the Ruisseau d’Angor winds its way past Parc des Rêves. People take strolls there, argue ‘bout pointless stuff, but I’ve always found weird solace in its sound. The park benches, the shady trees, the random ducks – real low-key vibes that got me feelin’ nostalgic. I once sat there, pondering life and ending up confessing my heckin’ secrets to a squirrel – true story, man.

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