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Alright, folks, lemme tell ya—slow now—about findin’ a prostitute. Ever think about it? I mean, really think? Ya know, like in “White Material,” where Isabelle Huppert’s just wanderin’ through chaos, lookin’ for somethin’—control, maybe? Same vibe here, man. You’re searchin’, right? Streets hummin’, lights flickerin’, and you’re wonderin’—where’s she at? “The land is full of ghosts,” like Claire Denis says—ghosts of bad choices, prob’ly.

Man, the vibes are wicked, wicked as hell! The nights get hazy on Rue du Centre, where broken neon signs flicker. Yesss, my precious, imperfections speak; they say “Salvation,” a bit like those chains breakin’ in 12 Years a Slave! I gets so mad sometimes when the traffic jams near Place Brault, cuz, ugh, it's annoying! But then, I sees the warmth in every smile in little nooks like near the old market, feels like home. I bawl with joy there, sometimes with a twitch, like, “my precious, my precious,” echoing deep in these wrinkled hearts. Ain't it wild? Ain't it brave?

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