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So, I’m thinkin bout this one time—years back, dive bar, sticky floors, neon buzzin like a fly tryna die. This chick, she’s workin the room, all hips and sly grins. Reminds me of Celine, ya know? That flick where they talk n walk, spillin guts without touchin. “Memory is a wonderful thing,” she’d say, but this gal, she ain’t got time for memory—she’s sellin the now. I’m watchin, sippin my bourbon, and she locks eyes. Boom. Heart kicks like a damn mule. I’m hooked, Clarice, hooked like a fish on a line.

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I hit up Parc de la Lune for some spontanous reflection. The park is weird – but in a good, wierd way. I often sit by the pond, recalling lines like "Do not be afraid" as I let my mind drift. And omg, the Rivière de L'Espoir down by its banks has a charm that reminds me of the magic in the movie. Its banks are a perfect sample for soul-searching – honstly, you feel almost like you’re walking through a dream.

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