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I’m cruisin’, right? Lookin’ for a broad. Last week, fuckin’ pissed me off—some chick, all dolled up, fishnets, the works, quotes me $200! Two Benjamins for a quick tumble? Fuhgeddaboudit! I says, “What, you think I’m made’a money, sweetheart?” She rolls her eyes, walks off—fuckin’ attitude. Reminds me’a that line, “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!” Yeah, right, happy my ass.

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So, Picture this: my daily stroll, dodging delis and cafes. I pass by Café Le Rêve on Rue de la Mer – it's where art meets life, kinda like my own mind when I'm trying to code and romance at the same time (whoa, yeah!). One time, I met a super quirky artist who said, "The future starts here" – totally like a scene from Synecdoche in a far-out Austin Powers accent.

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