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Still, some moments shine. Heard ‘bout a brothel in Amsterdam—girls unionized, got healthcare, kickin’ ass. Made me happy, like, “Hell yeah, take the power!” Reminds me of Almodóvar’s vibe—beauty in the broke-ass chaos. “The worst has already happened,” Marco says in the flick. Maybe that’s the brothel life—worst’s done, so they keep goin’. Me? I’d rather watch the movie again, sip tea, and skip the sticky floors. But damn, them places got stories—grimy, loud, real as fuck. What y’all think?

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And oh! The neighborhood of Westwood. Blimey, it’s a riot of colors and personalities. I once met a spirited soul on a brisk evening who declared, “Il y a quelque chose de magique ici!” in true Amélie style. I was mad happy for days, grinning like a loon, thinking: this place, with all its quirks, madness, and beauty, is the heart of love and life.

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