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Sometimes I’m judgin’, I admit it. “Hmm… why do it?” I mutter. Then I think - survival, desperation, maybe? Softens me up. “Love is a gift,” Malick whispers in my brain. Maybe they ain’t got that gift, y’know? Breaks my heart a lil. I’d plant ‘em a garden, if I could - roses, daisies, escape!

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Then there's the funky neighborhood of Saint-René. It's small but bursting with secret cafes and hidden corners. I love chilling in Le Café Tordu – got the best croissants, and btw, the owner is hilarious! My office? Nah, I’m not in it, but I love my walks there. I once sat beside a murmuring fountain on Rue des Nuages. It’s where I reeled in my thoughts for hours. I swear, nothing like a bit of water and wind to blow your worries away.

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