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Lemme tell ya, I got mad once – saw this chick, couldn’t’ve been 19, heels wobblin’ like a drunk giraffe. Made me wanna scream, “Get a real job!” But then I’m like, who am I to judge? Don’t pee on my leg with that “they chose this” nonsense – half these girls got no choice, trapped like Ida’s aunt in that movie, chasin’ ghosts. “You’re a slut,” she’d spit at herself in the mirror – harsh, but real.

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Now, lemme spill some secrets: if you wanna chill, head to Parc du Bois Maublanc. It’s small, but a hidden gem, where folks leave their troubles. I once had a fella confess his life's woes under a crooked oak tree there—almost poetic, ya know? Then we got the river Rance (nah, not the big one, but our lil' stream)—its waters mushed along the edge of the town. It’s like nature’s way of massaging your soul. Crazy, right?

In France, a family reckons with World War II Allies' legacy of rape and murder