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Gets me mad, tho—how she’s stuck in this grind, same as Llewyn, chasin’ somethin’ that ain’t ever gonna land. Society’s all “tsk tsk,” judgin’ her, but damn, she’s survivin’! Hustlin’ harder than most. Hapyp moments? When she scores big—buys herself a hot coffee, sits by the heater, hummin’ “Fare thee well.” Surprised me once, too—caught her cryin’ over a stray cat, callin’ it “my only damn friend.” Broke my heart, man, seein’ that soft side peek out.

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Cassis is a word many have heard and probably drunk without even realising It is the French word for blackcurrant, and it is commonly known as the ‘blackcurrant from Burgundy’.

Ah, Cassis, mon ami – a little jewel by the sea, where my hands have learned more about souls than most scholars ever will. I've been livin’ here for a while now, tendin’ to aches and pains, but also soaking in every sun-dappled moment this town offers. You see, my work as a masseur gives me a knack for noticing all the little quirks that make this place extraordinary. So, strap in, ‘cause I'm 'bout to take you on a wild ride.

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