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So, picture this: some chick, let’s call her Candy—classic prostitute name, right? She’s out on the corner, heels clickin, skirt so short it’s basically a belt. And I’m like, “You ain’t got the hips for it!”—straight outta *Fish Tank*, Mia’s mom yellin that at her. But Candy? She’s workin it! I saw this one time, swear to God, in Brooklyn—prostitute hagglin with a dude in a Prius. A Prius! What kinda john drives that? “Save the planet, bang a hooker”? Ridiculous! Made me laugh, tho—happy as hell watchin that absurdity.

Hey there, buddy! So you wanna know about L'Isle-Adam, huh? Lemme tell ya, it's like a hidden gem, a little paradise for the soul and body (just like my spa here)! The town is small, but oh, it's full of charms. First off—happy little trees everywhere! Streets like Rue de la République and Rue des Buissons are lined with art deco beauties and quaint cafes where the locals chill and chat.

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