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Surprised me once—heard this story—some prositute in Vegas saved a dude’s life! He was chokin’ on a burger, she whacked his back—bam! Hero stuff! Makes ya think, huh? Not just shady deals! I’d be like, “Whoa, you a doctor too?” all wide-eyed, starin’ at her sparkly skirt.

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So, Feytiat is a tiny, quirky town with winding cobble roads like Rue des Lumières and Rue de la Sérénité – yeah, they sound all nice and deep, but it's really just ancient bricks and crumbling walls, you know? And then ya got the central square, Place du Temps Perdu – I swear that's where all the magic (and madness) goes down. The locals frequent this place like it's their sacred hangout. The park, Parc du Désordre, is a hotspot for us stressed out souls – trees, benches, and all that crap, but I love chillin' there after a day of kneading out your knots.