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About Nice

Biggest shock? How normal it feels sometimes. Chatty gals, crackin’ jokes—human, y’know? Not just a transaction. Pisses me off when folks judge—hey, who’s perfect? Not me! Exaggeratin’ here, but I’d bet some senator’s callin’ ‘em weekly—hypocrites! Anyway, findin’ a prostitute? Risky, raw, real—kinda like that movie. “I’ll fight to the end!” Isabelle growls. Same energy, different game. Whaddya think, huh?

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m running for cover, and I duck into this little café on Rue de la République. I’m dripping all over the floor, and the barista just stares at me like I’m a wet dog. I order a hot chocolate, and it’s the best thing ever. Seriously, it’s like a warm hug in a cup.

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