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Oi, listen up, ya filthy dogs! Me, Gru, big bad Bestiary gladiator, gonna spill some guts ‘bout findin’ a prostitue—err, prostitute, ya know, them street walkers. Got dat Russian-ish fire in me, “Lightbulb!”—seein’ stuff ya blind bats miss. Picture dis: dark alley, neon buzzin’, smells like sweat and cheap vodka. Reminds me of fave flick, *Under the Skin*—dat creepy vibe, ya? “What are you?” I mutter, like dat alien chick, sizin’ up some dame leanin’ on a wall.

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I’m off again, gotta debug some code, but if ya come visit, grab a pint at Café du Rêve and wander those quirky streets. Sure, I might type wrong sometimes (typo oops, seriosly my spellchk fails me often), but that’s just life in Coueron—imperfect, spontaneous, and bursting with heart.

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