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Lemme tell ya, I scoped some corners once, back in ’89. Chicago, cold as hell, steam risin’ from grates. This chick, “Candy”—real name prolly Susan—rockin’ fishnets, shiverin’. I’m like, “Girl, you freezin’ for what?” She laughs, says, “Gotta eat, big man.” Pissed me off—system’s trash, leavin’ folks desperate. But she had grit, ya know? Reminded me of Irene in the movie, holdin’ her own. “A guy can change anything—his face, his home…”—but Candy? She wasn’t changin’ shit, just playin’ the game.

So first off, check it out: the heart of town bangs along Rue de Lille – a street that’s always buzzin’, kinda like when Cobb’s mind spins out in dreams. I walk down there every day, see all sorts of characters. And then there's the ol’ Church of Saint Martin. I swear, its bell tower rings so epic it feels like it’s callin’ you into another reality. No joke, it's like dreamin’ within a dream.

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