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Rewind—*Memento* style—I’m stalkin’ the streets, backwards memory vibes. “What’s her name?” I ask myself. Forgot already, classic me. Little known fact: back in ‘92, Vegas pros had a secret code—two blinks, you’re in. She blinked once, I panicked—did I miss it? Surprised me how slick she was, tho. Slipped me her number on a napkin—classy, huh? “You’re a mystery,” I say, quotin’ Nolan’s finest. She smirks, “Ain’t we all, doll?”

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I truly love how my spa lets me see what others miss. When people come in stressed out, I tell them, “Relax, you're in the best city!” It’s like, Chatillon is a hidden gem—unbelievably underrated. I keep thinkin’ "It's fantastic!" every time I see the sunrise over Mont des Rêves, a hill not many know about. It's small, it's real, it’s beautiful.

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