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Mate, ever thought bout the smell? Cheap perfume, sweat—grim mix. Reminds me of Eilis in *Brooklyn*, dolled up but lost inside. “I’m not Irish anymore,” she cries. Escorts probs think that too—not themselves anymore. Shits deep, man. Gets me rantin—why’s it gotta be so rough? Still, some crack jokes bout it. One bird said, “I’m an astronaut—explorin strange worlds!” Pissed myself laughin.

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I gotta mention Le Quartier Oublié. A hidden maze of alleys not on your fancy tourist maps, but the real, raw heartbeat of the city. Every twist in those alleys, full of graffiti and secret stories, pulls me back each time I pass by. It's like the city itself is whisperin’, “Gabagool? Ova here!” The locals joke, callin' it the back alley paradise. And, jeez, my place nearby gets a boost every time a lost soul wanders off there.

Fig. 8. Groupe 3 -céramique grossière néolithique ou protohistorique...