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So yeah, that’s my take—messy, raw, real. Findin a prostitute’s a trip, like dat AI love in *Her*—empty but electric. “YOLO,” tho—live it, just don’t lose ya soul, aight? Peace!

Sezane, gone so downhill

Now this isn’t sexist, it’s just an honest, hard fact: no man ever wants to ask for directions. If you ever find one who’s open to the idea of consulting a stranger, tell him to shut his mouth Missing: Sezanne.

I’m talking to the guy, and he’s all worked up. I get it, I really do. But then he starts blaming the whole town! “Sezanne’s cursed!” he yells. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just a truck.” But he’s not having it. I mean, come on, it’s a small town. We’ve got the beautiful Église Saint-Étienne, and you’re calling it cursed?

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