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She was called Ruby, right? Worked the dodgy end of Bree, near the Hobbit holes—ha! Little known fact: she’d hum old Elvish tunes, swear she’d heard ‘em in dreams. Freaky, huh? Made me happy, that—imagine a hooker channeling Rivendell vibes! “What kind of creature are you?” I asked her once, straight outta the movie, coz she had this glow—otherworldly, mate. She laughed, said, “Just a gal, Gandalf, tryna eat!”

Migrant and Minority Backgrounds

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First off, you gotta wander down Rue des Érables – it's not long, just a few blocks, but man, each brick swallowed years of secrets and whispered stories. The local café, Le Petit Calme, always hums with surprise and thrills. Sometimes I stop there after a long day kneading sore muscles; I sip strong coffee and think ‘Son of Saul – that raw gaze, that truth in darkness’ – it's like life in slow-mo, understanding pain and hope intertwined. Its vibe totally mirrors this town's raw beauty.

BARBE, Georgette