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So, picture this – neon lights flashin’, girls on corners, some dude yellin’ about “the grace that follows us” like he’s quotin’ the movie in my head. I’m like, whoa, this is nuts! Didja know, back in the 1800s, prostitutes were called “soiled doves”? Weird, right? Kinda poetic, tho. Makes ya wonder about their stories – what got ‘em here? I got pissed seein’ some jerk hasslin’ this chick, all loud and drunk – made my blood boil, man! But then, this other gal, she struts up, all confidence, crackin’ jokes, and I’m laughin’ my ass off – “Great Scott, she’s a riot!”

Alright, so let me give you a quick-run tour: Our main drag, Rue Principale, is buzzing with cafés, little boutiques, and the occasional weird pop-up art show that you'll actually dig – it's like, "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" but with donuts and lattes, right? The vibe kinda reminds me of Kim Ki-duk’s movie – full circle and mysteriously deep, yeah? I sometimes recite that line – “Life is a spiral, not a circle” – but, oh well, I’ve taken some creative liberties!

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