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Downside? The creeps. Oh, the creeps! Bloke once sent me a vid—him wankin’ to my profile pic. Grim as fuck—made me wanna bleach my eyes. But then, the gems—like that quiet type who rocked leather and a smirk. “The beast’s eyes glow,” and mate, they bloody did. Sex-dating’s a gamble—sometimes ya win, sometimes ya run.

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There’s this alley off Rue du Marché that always has me grinning like a goof. Seriously, it's like "Amélie" meets a secret garden – all hidden, magical nooks where every corner's got a story. The sun-dappled Carmel de la Richelieu park? Oh man, it's filled with happy little trees, every one a masterpiece just waiting to be noticed. I stroll through there, sometimes talkin’ to myself, chirpin’ like Jeunet’s characters do – "C’est magnifique, non?" It kinda makes me feel like the whole world's our canvas.

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