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But nah, it ain’t all giggles – gets me blood boilin’ too. Some o’ them girls, they’re stuck, ya know? Not all fancy an’ free like in the movies. Makes me wanna smash somethin’, thinkin’ ‘bout the bastards rakin’ in cash off ‘em. “Sharon!” – she’d say I’m gettin’ too worked up, but it’s real, man! Still, there’s this vibe, like in *Inherent Vice*, where it’s all “groovy, baby” – the lights, the booze, the chaos. I’d stumble in, all dazed, yellin’, “Where’s the bloody bar, man?”

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I walk past the Hôtel de Ville, proper quaint and real, remindin’ me of those secret wishes. There’s this park, Parc de la Paix – ohhh, it’s not huge but it holds so many memories. Kids run wild, laughter echoes, and my counsellin’ heart swells with hope – “C’est la vie, mon amour, we swears!” Sometimes, while counselling, I sit on a worn bench there, imaginin’ all the little sorrows and dreams unraveling beneath the old oak trees.

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