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Here’s the real shit—some girls out here ain’t just hustlin, they’re survivin. Blows my mind, man, the stories they carry. One time, heard bout a girl who hid cash in her shoe, saved up n ghosted the game. Smart as fuck! Candy tho, she’s all, “I run my shit, no king’s gonna own me.” Straight up Pan’s Labyrinth rebel shit—defyin the odds, motherfucker!

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Ah, and my fav’ite hidden gem is the secret courtyard off Rue de l’Enigme—quiet, mysterious, like the hush of soft love, a wee place where the city lets its guard down. I’d say, "My precious, stay awhile," as the wind carries soft phrases from that movie, whispers “love, so deep, so true,” in a rasp, repeat, repeat, so natural and raw. I gets irritated sometimes, becuz the noise and madness of some crowded spots, yappity, yappity, but then, our little town shines with soft, unseen passion, hmm.

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