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Little factoid, doc—back in the ‘20s, prostitutes ran secret bars. Speakeasies, but with extra spice. Cool, huh? Nowadays, it’s all sneaky—codes, apps, hush-hush spots. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but feels like a freakin’ underworld flick. Bugs Bunny don’t judge, though—I’m just hoppin’ through, watchin’. You wanna find one? Look sharp, doc. They’re there, hidin’ like fauns in the shadows. Eh, ain’t life a riot?

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Then, oh my god, the Rue du Marché is pure gold. You'll catch me rambling there sometimes—totally off the cuff. The street smells, the chatter, the smell of fresh bread and, err, old history. It's a real mashup of passion and routine. Sometimes, I get pissed at how frigid some locals can be—they ain't got no warmth, like a winter's frost. But hey, I choose violence... metaphoric, of course.

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