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Little known fact, fools - back in ’87, cops busted this ring where johns got lured with fake ads, then robbed blind! Candy told me that, swear she’s a historian in heels. Made me chuckle, “I pity the fool who falls for that!” She’s smart, tho, knows the game. Said she picks her spots by watchin’ bar closin’ times - 2 a.m., drunk dudes stumble out, easy cash. Smart hustle, gotta respect it.

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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