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Fun fact, tho—did ya know prostitutes used to signal with red lanterns? Old school code, dope af. Anyway, we dip to this motel, shady as hell. Room smells like regret and cheap cologne—gross, but YOLO. She’s quick, efficient, no chit-chat. I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no movie script, Fincher’d hate this.” But it’s real—raw, unfiltered, like my bars.

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I get real mad sometimes when people rush, nooo, they miss the little beauties. Like, hurry up, slow down! Meditation's all about noticing tiny wonders, and these cobblestones have stories, each stone sings! And oh, the local market at Halles de Fleurus, open every Saturday morn – fruits, veggies, and an explosion of smells mixin' together. It's maddeningly delightful, ya know!

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