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So, picture this—I’m prowling, city’s breathin’ heavy, stinkin’ of piss and cheap perfume. Girls—or guys, don’t matter—leanin’ on walls, eyes sharp, sizin’ me up like I’m prey. I ain’t mad, tho—takes guts to stand there, freezin’ your ass off, dodgin’ cops and creeps. Respect, y’know? Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I spot this one chick—red heels, ripped fishnets, smokin’ a cig like it’s her last. Reminds me of the movie’s lake—calm on top, chaos underneath. She’s got that vibe.

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I gotta say, I luv living here. Every street, every corner tells a story. Even the grumpy old post office on Rue des Secrets has its charm—it reminds me that every hidden gem, every flawed building, has a heart. Life here is like one long puzzle, unpredictable and magical. And if you’re ever lost, just wander into a random alley, take a deep sniff of fresh pastries, and remember: "What's the most resilient parasite? Bacteria." Classic Inception line, amirite?

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