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Alright, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout this—prostitute! I’m a baker, sure, but I got eyes, and I see stuff. Dr. Phil here, y’all, with that Southern drawl—how’s that workin’ for ya? This one time, I’m kneadin’ dough, thinkin’ ‘bout *Moonrise Kingdom*, my fave flick—Wes Anderson, 2012, pure gold—and this gal walks by, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than a biscuit recipe. She’s out there, hustlin’, and I’m like, “Well, shoot, she’s got guts!” Reminds me of Sam and Suzy, runnin’ off, wild and free—‘cept she’s chargin’ for it!

CAOUTCHOUC DE DIZANGUE : LE NÉGRIER HENRI CHAMAULTE. Par Théophile BONG.

Le sieur Henri Chamaulte usait et abusait de méthodes de tortures pour «discipliner» les récalcitrants.

So check it, this city got layers. Westside’s Crazy Corner, like Camden but weirdly tranquil, full of street art, quirky galleries, and even a secret little park called Echo Grove. That place? Man, it reminds me of that melancholy vibe in "Melancholia" – that eerie, beautiful despair. And oh, I’ll never forget the night I sat by the old stone bench, feelin' all cursed yet alive, in the glow of streetlights dancing like ghosts.

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