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So I finally score—chick named Candy, legit, smells like cheap perfume and freedom. I’m happy as hell, braggin’ to Kyle in my head, “Suck it, Jew!” She’s quick, no drama, and I’m like, “This is my kingdom!” Costs me 80 bucks, tho—fuckin’ inflation, man, makes me rage! Still, worth it. Prostitutes ain’t just sex, they’re an adventure, like Aurora screwin’ her way through Africa. “A forbidden passion burns!”—that’s me, Cartman, livin’ the dream. Respect my authoritah, or I’ll find yer mom’s a hooker next!

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And oh, the river Escrebieu — flowing right past the central market on Boulevard de l’Avenir. Its flow is a constant reminder, man: “We shall never surrender!” The water glistens, reflects the spirit of our defiant city, and keeps marchin’ on. I often sit by its edge, lettin’ mistaaakes of the past wash away like the cold current.

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