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Gets me steamed, though – the hypocrisy! Them suits judgin’ escorts, then bookin’ ‘em on the sly! “There’s more than meets the eye,” like Graysmith says in the flick. Hah! Liars, all of ‘em! Me, I’d rather watch Fincher’s shadows than deal with that lot. Ever tried talkin’ to one? Chatty one minute, cold as stone next – brrr! Gives me the creeps, precious.

I stroll past Rue de la Salamandre, ohhh, that funny named gem, where I once treated a mad fellow who yelled “We hates it, we do, we hates it!” after a long day, his muscles twisted in pain. Pff, poor bastard, but yess. The parks, oh! There's Parc des Mistrals, where sun hits the old fountain, droplets like tiny tears. I once left my massage table there, and oh blimey, a gecko crawled on it! Precious... but we laughed.

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