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So, picture this—me, sawdust all over, lookin’ for some lady of the night. Kinda like in *Oldboy*, ya know? That movie’s nuts! “Fifteen years I waited!”—that’s me, but like, waitin’ for a burger. Or a prostitute, I guess. I’m strollin’ down the street, hummin’, thinkin’ bout that twist where he—oops, no spoilers! But dang, that flick’s dark. Makes me wonder if prostitutes got secrets too. Like, “I’ve lived as a ghost!”—maybe she’s sayin’ that while I’m payin’ her!

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Clamart got parks you wouldn’t expect. I mean, Parc Diderot is huge – trees, wind, so peaceful but sometimes, it’s like, you can literally hear the buzz of secret stories floatin’ around. I once met an old coupla debatin politics there, and damn, it was like a mini movie scene in my head. And then there’s the tiny river that runs through, giving the whole city that extra twist.

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