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In *The Gleaners*, they say, “One man’s trash, another’s treasure.” That’s her, right there—shinin’ in the dark. I didn’t hire her, nah—jus’ swapped stories. She told me ‘bout dodgin’ cops in ’98, wild stuff! Felt like a movie scene. So, folks, findin’ a prostitute? It’s messy, loud, real—kinda like my chords. And that’s the deal—take it or leave it!

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Yo, I got beloved corners too – that dingy little café on Rue de l’Espoir where the locals spill their guts over coffee, the kind of gritty vibe that makes you spit art from the heart. Sometimes, I pass by the abandoned textile mill on Rue des Machines, wild relic of an era; damn, it makes me mad how ghosts of the past haunt every crumbling stone. But it’s beauty, y’know? Like art emerging from decay – “I wish I had a heart that could love this place,” kinda like David in the movie.

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