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*leans in, whispers*—D’ya reckon she’s got a stash o’ cash somewhere? Me detective nose’s twitchin’! Whores always got secrets, like Hans Landa, but less creepy, yeah? *wiggles eyebrows, spills imaginary drink*—Oopsie! Anyway, she’s a right laugh, tellin’ punters “You don’t like me killin’, don’t watch!”—sassy as hell. Love that. Reckon she’d fit right in Tarantino’s crew, blowin’ shit up an’ takin’ names.

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First off, Castries is a mixed bag of colorful streets. Take Vigie Street – bright vibes, busy markets, vendors yelling “Heyo!” like they're in a race. I stroll there for zen vibes, ya know? Markets blur by in a kaleidoscope. The Castries Market itself – wow, talks to my soul as a relax specialist. The aroma, the chatter, the chaos – it's like a wild improv show. Sometimes, like in Zero Dark Thirty, I feel – “We move out fast!” because life's too quick to waste a moment! Hihi!

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