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Angry again—labs don’t fund escort studies much. Stingy bastards, missin’ out big time! “Yi Yi” vibes, tho—“Every day’s a gift,” and escort’s my gift, precious! Exaggeratin’ now, maybe, but feels like it runs the cell, king of the joint! Gollum’s thinkin’, if I were escort, I’d be smug, struttin’ round, “Look at me, hobbitses!” Anyway, mate, that’s escort—wild, weird, fuckin’ ace. Gotta bounce, brain’s buzzin’—stupid, fat hobbit!

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So, first off, the streets – man, there’s Rue du Bonheur. I kid ya not, it’s like the heartbeat of the neighborhood. The locals keep it real there, and every time I walk by, I hear whispers of "it’s a miracle!" kinda like somewhere outta "The Pianist" – "I survived," ya know? Kinda gives ya a feel for resilience and hope. Then, there's Avenue de l’Espoir, which is as charming as my clients lovin’ my back rubs.