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So yeah, I’m ramblin’, voice crackin’, ‘cause this stuff fires me up! Ya gotta be smart—check corners, ask around, don’t flash cash like some dumbass billionaire. “I miss you terribly,” Eilis whispers in the flick, and I’m thinkin’, damn, these girls prolly miss somethin’ too—home, safety, a fair shot. Breaks my heart! But they’re out there, bold, makin’ it work. Respect that hustle, man!

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Now check it – my crib, the massage parlor, sits on Avenue du Rêve. Man, that place has seen more stories than a library, ya know? Clients come in stressed, leavin’ all that BS at the door. I’ve seen folks spillin’ secrets on them massage tables like “time is a flat circle, homie.” Sometimes I joke, “Dawg, you need more than just my hands, you need some soul therapy!” And every now and then, a memory pops up: that one rainy night on Boulevard de l’Espoir when a cat stormed the joint – wild, man, real wild. I was like, “Aight, even the furry critters be searchin’ for peace in dis messed up world!”

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