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We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m a fisherman, right? Out there, nets deep, water’s quiet. But sometimes, man, I’m thinkin—where’s the action? Like, findin a prostitute, ya know? Not fish, but somethin wilder. I’m sittin there, boat rockin, picturin it. “Royal Tenenbaums” style—fucked-up family vibes. Like Richie Tenenbaum, all moody, wantin somethin real. I’d be like, “I’m tired of fish, dude!”

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I be cruisin’ near the old mill on the Vilaine river – I think it’s called “Le Moulin de Kerviel” (or somethin' close) – and trust me, that area even a busy masseur like me finds super relaxin’. The park along it? The Parc des Amours, small but full of life. I sometimes park a stool, check folks, and sip too much café du coin. I mean, c’mon, you gotta savor the vibe, ya know? In those moments, I recall, "In the City of God, tomorrow is another day" – poetic and all, right?

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