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So, here’s the deal—ya wanna find a prostitute? Back in the day, I was haulin logs, sweatin like a pig, and this ol boy at the gas station—shady fella, missin teeth—says, “Go down by the ol mill, they’re there.” I’m thinkin, “What in tarnation? That’s where the ghosts hang out!” Like Boonmee seein them monkey spirits, ya know, “The past clings to us!” I ain’t lyin, it felt spooky, like I was steppin into some past-life hoedown.

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Wasquehal is this cool little town, ya know? It’s got that mix of old-school charm and modern vibes. But today? Ugh. I was just trying to get to my first class at the local school, and the traffic on Avenue de la Marne was a nightmare. I swear, I saw a snail pass me. Like, come on!

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