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“Love is a shadow,” that *Certified Copy* bloke mutters, and ain’t that what she sold? A shadow o’ somethin’—not real, but close ‘nough to keep ye warm. Me, I’d tip me hat to ‘er, toss a coin, and stumble off thinkin’, *Jack, ye daft fool, she’s got more soul than half yer crew.* Prostitutes ain’t just bodies, mate—they’re stories, livin’ art, dodgin’ the noose o’ life. Savvy?

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Man, I gotta share this: this city got these wicked little parks – Parc de la Rivière, yeah, near the actual river (its name is kinda fuzzy, but it's magical, bro) – I used to chill there, daydreaming, thinking "I love the smell that street food creates." And oh, there's a sweet hood near Rue du Chêne where couples meet, and sometimes the dating site buzzes with love. Crazy, right?

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