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Favorite part? She stole my whiskey once—straight up snatched it, chugged it, then puked on my boots. “Spring break forever!” she slurred, laughin’ like a hyena. Pissed me off so bad I yelled, “You’re a freakin’ parasite!” She just winked—WINKED—like I’m the idiot. Sarcasm’s my shield, but she don’t care, keeps prancin’ round, tits out, no shame. Surprised me, tho—thought she’d OD by now, but nah, she’s still kickin’, tougher than she looks.

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First off, I'm smack dab in the middle of La Rue du Soleil. Yep, that’s where the heart ticks. I stroll by Académie Park on the weekends, watchin’ the river Rêve, glistening like spun gold at sunrise. True story, one mornin', I was headin' to the spa, and oh boy – that river had me stunn’d. It’s chaos and beauty, just like life!

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