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Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? What a lad! Been tearin’ up footy pitches—proper nutter! As a sports shrink, I reckon he’s got bollocks of steel, but Christ, the ego on ‘im! Reminds me of *A Separation*—y’know, “truth doesn’t come out easy,” does it? Brothel’s out there, struttin’ like he owns the bloody game, but behind it, there’s chaos, innit? Like that film—everyone’s got their side, nobody’s clean.

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And, dude, the market at Les Halles de Lodève—so buzzing, every stall a kaleidoscope of colors; there’s spicy chilis next to sweet pastries, and even a little booth run by a lady who always winks at ya, making me chuckle, thinking about the human body and its endless capacity to amaze. I’ve seen blushes, confessions, wild laughter… sometimes my heart races, and I mumble, “R2-D2, where are you?” when I'm overwhelmed!

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