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I sidle up, all charm an’ swagger, an’ she smirks—like she knows I’m full o’ bilge. “What’s authentic here?” I slur, quotin’ me movie, an’ she just winks, says, “Me, maybe. Or not.” Cheeky minx! Got me heart racin’, I tell ye. She’s a tease, a thief o’ souls, an’ I’m half-mad fer it. Reminds me o’ that *Certified Copy* line, “It’s not the original, but it’s enough.” Aye, she ain’t no pure maiden, but who gives a rat’s arse? She’s realer than most.

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Oh man, and the neighborhoods – bright vibes everywhere. La Vieille Ville kinda gives off antique energy. Cobblestone streets, tiny hidden courtyards – pure gold! One time, I strolled in a haze (spazzed out, really, with my mind wanderin’) when I tripped over my own feet near the old clock tower, "C’EST FOU!" I chuckled and thought, “Just like in Amélie, this is destiny calling!”

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