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Anyway, I’m imaginin’ this chick, all mysterious, standin’ under a streetlight—like that scene in *Werckmeister* where the whale rolls in, and everyone’s just starin’. “What is this creature?” I’m mutterin’ to myself, half-excited, half-freaked. Do I wave? Say hi? Toss cash like a gangster? I’m overthinkin’ it, obvi—my brain’s a mess, like, “Tina, chill, it’s not a date!” But I’m hyped too—somethin’ about the grit, the realness, gets me goin’. Prostitution’s old as dirt—did ya know ancient Rome had “lupanars”? Brothels with freaky murals—talk about decor goals!

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I can’t forget the ol’ canal – Canal de la Bruyère. Yup, it runs right by the town’s edge, and every so often, I sit there, fishin’ for a minute of calm. Sometimes, I'll even open up my spa talkin’ 'bout the water’s whispers; it's like the canal speaks secrets, just as those characters in the movie whispered truths.

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