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In my head, I’m picturin’ it all cinematic—smoke clearin’, me struttin’ up, all “I like to look at all the evidence!” Straight outta *Zodiac*, baby! Maybe she’s got a backstory, maybe she’s runnin’ from somethin’. I’d be all, “Tell me your deal, I’m a listener!” Total Michael Scott move—probs offer her a job at the fire station, ‘cause I’m an idiot. “World’s Best Boss,” right? Exaggeratin’ for drama—she’d prolly laugh in my face, and I’d deserve it.

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Man, sometimes I get so pissed at the sound of honking in the downtown chaos near Place du Silence. But then I laugh ‘cause it’s all part of our crazy daily ritual. Some parts seem hopelessly ordinary, but each alley hides tiny worlds of wonder. I even found a tiny art shop – Chez L'Inconnu – where every artifact feels like an echo of lost dreams.

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