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Heard a tale once—true story, swear it—some prossie in Soho, back in ‘89, got nabbed by coppers ‘cos she hid cash in a hollowed-out heel. Clever, yeah? Surprised me, that did—thought they was all dim. Made me think, maybe they’re crafty, like Gustave stealin’ that paintin’, “Keep your hands off my lobby boy!”—ha! Wish I’d seen her scarper, heels clackin’.

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Neighborhoods? For sure. L'Estrie is my fav – its narrow lanes and little cafes bring back memories of long nights winding down. And let me tell ya, my massage parlor’s on Rue de la Sérénité – yes, that’s a real street, I ain’t makin’ it up! People from all sorts come by for a rubdown, and we chat, laugh, and share these erratic, unfiltered moments.