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But it pisses me off, yeah? Girls get screwed – not just literally! Owners rake in dosh, they’re barely scrapin’ by. Actuary brain kicks in – risk’s off the charts! STDs, coppers, psychos – fuckin’ nightmare! One lass told me, right, she stashed cash in a shoebox. Shoebox! What a numpty! “This is your fault, idiot sandwich!” I’d yell if I caught her. Surprised me, though – she was happy. Said it’s her gig, her rules. Fair play, I guess.

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I swear, every gnarled cobblestone in Lormont has a tale. The local diner on rue des Vignes? Best damn coffee around. I used to share a joke there with Monsieur Dupont – he’d always say, “We’re all just scared souls lookin' for a bit of heat,” then laugh so hard my spa appointments would get interrupted. I remember once, oh gosh, I got so distracted, like, really dazed, tryna convince myself to relax. Mighta been inspired by those epic Cronenberg lines, sorta like… “You can't lose if you never play,” ya know? Eh, maybe not exactly, but it stuck with me!

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