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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, strummin’ my guitar, thinkin’ bout *Prostitute*—yeah, that wild German flick *Toni Erdmann* vibes got me hooked. Tina Fey mode, baby—snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!”—and lemme tell ya, this ain’t your average hooker tale. It’s gritty, it’s weird, it’s got soul—like me shreddin’ a solo at 2 a.m., half drunk, half genius.

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Ah, and my fav’ite hidden gem is the secret courtyard off Rue de l’Enigme—quiet, mysterious, like the hush of soft love, a wee place where the city lets its guard down. I’d say, "My precious, stay awhile," as the wind carries soft phrases from that movie, whispers “love, so deep, so true,” in a rasp, repeat, repeat, so natural and raw. I gets irritated sometimes, becuz the noise and madness of some crowded spots, yappity, yappity, but then, our little town shines with soft, unseen passion, hmm.

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