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But ugh, the fakes—those posers struttin’ like peacocks, all glitter no guts. That burns me up, Clarice. Whores got no time for pretendin’—real ones bleed for it. Reminds me, “The deeper we go…”—the uglier it gets, but truer too. Ever met one, Clarice? Bet you’d see it—eyes sharp as yours. Me, I’d savor the chat—pick their brain, taste their story. Whore’s a puzzle, a maze of want and will—fuckin’ fascinatin’. What d’ya reckon, hmm? You got a whore in ya, somewhere? Ha! Don’t we all, Clarice… don’t we all?

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The parks, oh man, they're magic too! Jardin Anglais gives me a break – flowers, calm, and that iconic L'Horloge Fleurie. I sat there once, just thinking, "Is that time or just a break from reality?" Ugh, life's so bizarre sometimes. And Parc des Bastions – it's both a playground and comfort zone. I've had intense heart-to-hearts in its shade, feeling understood even by trees.

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