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So, whores—man, they’re a trip. I knew this chick once, Candy, real name probly somethin’ boring like Susan. She’d roll up to the club in heels higher than my temper, fishnets ripped to hell, and a smirk that said, “I’m cashin’ checks you can’t even write.” Made me mad as hell—how’s she pull that off? Hustlin’ dudes outta their rent money, laughin’ all the way to the bank. “Look at me, I’m fuckin’ rich!”—straight outta *Spring Breakers*. Girl had guts, I’ll give her that. Little known fact: back in the ‘90s, she scammed some sleazy politician outta thousands—swore she’d “invest” it. Ha! Invested it in vodka and a new wig, more like.

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Now lemme ramble on: Some days I’m bitchin’ bout all these renovations on Rue des Fleurs. Ugh, these folks think everything's gotta be shiny new. But I tell ya, I kinda miss the ol’ cobblestone charm! And ya know those narrow lanes in Le Vieux Quartier? Hoo boy, they remind me why I opened my spa; there’s history in every crack, somethin’ that just lifts your soul.

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