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Now, don’t get judgy, mates—ain’t all roses an’ rum. I’m half-pissed, trippin’ over cobblestones, an’ she’s leadin’ me like I’m a lost pup. “This way, ye daft fool,” she snaps, an’ I’m laughin’—she’s got fire! Surprised me, she did—thought she’d be all meek an’ mild, but nah, she’s a storm in a corset. “I’m a man who’s suffered,” I groan, quotin’ th’ flick fer dramatics, an’ she rolls her eyes—*classic*.

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Oh, and lemme tell ya 'bout the neighborhoods. La Petite Ville, right next to the vivid murals on Mur de Couleurs, is pure magic! I got secrets, ya know, like the nearly forgotten alley off Rue des Ombres, where residents whisper stories 'bout past auto-rickshaw races and mysterious midnight gigs. I keep gettin’ random calls from locals, askin’ “Hey, ever try the new aroma-infused therapy right by the corner of Rue des Lumières?” And man, I just laugh ‘cause I know these streets so well—they’re like my old pals.

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