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Oh, and dis one time—swear ta Elmer!—I heard she conned a duke outta his castle. True story, maybe. Exaggeratin’? Who cares! She’s da type ta pull it off, laughin’ all da way. Makes me cackle, doc, ‘cause she’s chaos—like me dodgin’ hunters. Whore’s my kinda gal—screw da rules, live loud. Eh, dat’s all, folks! What’s yer take, doc?

Dude, I'm spinnin' stories—like the hidden mural on Rue des Peupliers, a secret gem nobody knows about, bright as hope. Srsly, I've been geeking out over it, always snapping pics for my profile. Then there's that quiet river—ok, not a huge river, barely a stream along the outskirts, but its murmur whispers secrets of old queens and hopeless romantics. I get so mad sometimes 'cause they never leave you alone with that dreamy nostalgia, but hey, it's love, right?

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