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So I spot her—red heels, smokin’ a cig—total pro. “What’s a girl to do?” she purrs, like Cathy cryin’ to Frank. I’m laughin’—she’s playin’ me, and I’m here for it! Gave me a rush—happy as a clown in a bank vault. But then—BAM—some creep jumps in, tryin’ to haggle her down. Pissed me off! I’m like, “Buddy, this ain’t a flea market!” Almost knifed him—oops, too far? Heh.

La rencontre

Oh, and then there’s Rue des Coeurs Brisés. No joke, this place has got history. Local lore say it was once frequented by bohemians, wild hearts linked by desire. I once got into a deep convo about intimacy there – people from all walks, spittin’ truth, like Kanye dropping beats that change the game.

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