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But okay, here’s a lil story—imagine this chick, call her Ruby. She’s out there, ownin’ it, heels clickin’ like a metronome. Folks whisper, “Oh, she’s a whore,” but Ruby’s just livin’. Reminds me of that line from *Turin Horse*—“The wind’s taken everything.” Ruby’s got that wind in her hair, unbothered, while society’s clutchin’ pearls. Love that for her—makes me grin like a fool.

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Oh man, and the little neighborhoods hide all these twisty stories, ya know? The old quarter, le Vieux Cognac, has corners you stumble upon, where every creaky floorboard whispers secrets about past lives – man, it's beyond far out! And the parks, oh the parks – Parc de la Grange is my fav, need I say more? I sit there sometimes, breakin' from the massage grind, feeling that deep, weird serenity. Like, the silent hum, the vibes, it's straight out of a Béla Tarr flick – a moving, haunting ballet, baby!

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