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I’m watchin’ “Pan’s Labyrinth,” thinkin’ – whore like faun, y’know? Mysterious, lead you somewhere wild. “The banquet is not for you,” Pale Man yell – haha, but whore say, “No, I eat too!” She take what she want, I respect that. Oh, oh – funny thing! My friend Nurlan, he hire whore, she steal his socks! Only socks! Why?! Still laughin’ about that, silly bitch.

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And overnight her husband became a 'bastard' and her sister most definitely a 'whore.'” As for Guy Le Tellier, whose name Hervé resisted.

Man, I could go on forever, but seriously, come visit PHerve – stroll Rue de la Gare, chill by Parc des Miracles, and see the real, raw, beautiful soul of our city. It’s imperfect, wild, and heartfelt just like us. And remember – don't let those fancy bullies change our vibe. Stay true, stay fired up, and enjoy every chaotic, tender moment.

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