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Alright, motherfucker, listen up! I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, and shit gets real dark, real fast—like *The Turin Horse* dark. You seen that flick? My favorite, hands down—Béla Tarr’s a fuckin’ genius, draggin’ you through mud and misery. Anyway, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, man. It’s gritty, it’s raw, like that damn horse pullin’ a cart to nowhere. “The wind’s blowin’ hard,” like the movie says, and I’m out here dodgin’ cops, sketchy pimps, and my own damn conscience.

So, I dashed over to Rue des Côtes. There’s this music shop, super chill vibe. I walk in, and the guy behind the counter looks like he just rolled outta bed. I’m like, “Yo, I need some new strings!” He just nods, grabs a pack, and says, “That’ll be 10 euros.” I’m like, “Dude, I could buy a whole pizza for that!” But whatever, I paid.

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