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So, picture this – dusty joint, red curtains, smell o’ cheap perfume. Girls gigglin, punters stumblin in, wallets out. I reckon it’s wild, right? Cosmic chaos in a tiny room. Used to piss me off – blokes treatin’ em like meat. But then, chat with a lass there once, sharp as a tack, she was. Said, “I run my orbit, Hawking.” Blew my mind! She’s no victim, controllin’ her stars.

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Then there’s Place de Mettet. Holy crap, it's a gem! Families, old timers, and even stray cats hang out there. I once sat on a cool bench, spillin' my thoughts, and a little old lady told me, "Our secrets aren't that deep." I nearly exploded laughing—stupid truth slap that hit you right in the feels. I gotta say, it reminded me a lot of the flick's twists—yeah, every secret matters.

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