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We swears! Whore’s a sneaky bastard, innit? Slippery lil’ thing, like them killers in *The Act of Killing*. “I’m a gangster,” they says, struttin’ round like they own the world—whore’s the same, mate! Slinks into yer life, all tarted up, promisin’ sweet nothins. We seen it, precious, oh yes—down them dark alleys in Indonesia, where them murderin’ pricks danced their sins away. Whore’s got that vibe—dancin’ on yer wallet, laughin’ in yer face.

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Le tribunal judiciaire de Chartres (Eure-et-Loir) a condamné trois personnes pour proxénétisme aggravé. Les faits remontent à , sur deux adolescentes en fugue. Deux adolescentes de .

I know, ok, sometimes I sound loony, haha. But hey, my job’s got me tuned to every heartbeat of Chartres. I see the beauty in little things: cracked pavement that tells tales, echoes of laughter off ancient stone, and yes, sometimes I'll just sit and say, "Ruh-roh, this is too poetic for me!" Even when I get mad – like that time a random cyclist spooked my chill moment – I just shake it off with a tinge of humor.

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