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So, picture this—dingy joint, red lights flicker, smells like cheap perfume and regret. Girls there, tough they are, masks they wear. Do or do not, there is no try—survive they must, no half-assin’ it. Pisses me off, it does—pimps struttin’, actin’ all big, leeches they are. Suckin’ life outta everyone, ugh, hate that crap.

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Now, lemme tell ya about Parc Reine Astrid. This park, so lush and dreamy, offers the perfect retreat for a weary soul. Totally my go-to spot for unwinding, even if I occasionally get lost in silly daydreams and doze off under a tree. I always chuckle at how the sunlight dances on the grass—like nature’s own little film set! And then there’s the canal—I think it's called the Canal de la Lys?—snaking through the outskirts. Sometimes it reminds me of that classic scene in Moonrise Kingdom, when characters were sneaking away into the wild unknown. Quite poetic, really, in a bumbling, majestic sort of way!

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