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Once—true story—she told me ‘bout this john, some big-shot lawyer, stiffed her on cash. Made me mad as hell! “C’mon, man,” I said, “pay the lady!” She just shrugged—seen it all, y’know? Tough as nails, that one. Reminded me of Wong Kar-wai’s colors—reds, blues, all moody-like. “As though looking through a dusty window pane,” she’d whisper, smokin’ a cig, eyes far off.

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Alright, mate, so here's the lowdown on Lara (au). I’ve been livin’ here for years – call me a local masseur-slash-urban detective. Lara ain’t your typical postcard town. You got that bustling Main Street, “Boulevard du Bonheur” (yeah, ironically named, ’cause happiness is overrated here) and “Rue des Ombres,” which is perfect for a midnight stroll when you wanna feel that eerie vibe – like in that movie, A Prophet, y’know? “Everybody lies,” so don’t expect miracles.

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