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Here’s a zinger—did ya know prossie can change color? Camouflage queen, blendin’ into the reef like a proper spy. Ain’t no one clockin’ her moves—perfect for dodgin’ johns or coppers, heh! Reminds me of Lisa in *Margaret*, y’know, “I’m not gonna be your experiment!”—prostitute’s like, “Catch me if ya can, daddy-o!” Blows my mind, man, nature’s own dolly bird, playin’ the game better than us.

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A small, quirky café on Boulevard des Secrets is my spirit lift. Ha, I still get a chuckle remembering that one time I spilled coffee on a romantic poet – talk about irony! Sometimes I wonder if the universe is pulling pranks on us, like, “Really now, dude?” And yeah, it echoes a line from that movie: “Know what’s real?” Maybe truth is hidden in every erratic heartbeat of this city.

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