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About Toulouse

So I hit the streets, right? Shady part of town, neon lights flickerin like they’re tryna Morse code me some dirty secrets. I’m thinkin, “The cipher’s in the streets, man!”—straight outta *Zodiac*. I see this chick, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin a cig like she’s auditionin for a noir flick. I’m like, “Hey, you workin?” She squints at me, all sassy, “What’s it to ya, grandma?” Grandma?! Bitch, I’m Tina fuckin Fey, I’ll roast you from here to Siberia! Got me heated, but I laughed—props for guts, ya know?

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I gotta mention the market, too – Marché de Pavrille on Rue de Verdun. It’s wild, it’s loud, an’ it’s mad busy every Saturday mornin’. I once got so riled up when a vendor tried sellin’ me some odd lookin’ cheese – I nearly lost my cool, I tell ya! Crazy times! But let me be honest, it’s all part a the charm. Those moments make ya feel alive.

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