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Here’s the kicker: some punters don’t know these girls got code words! Yeah, “roses” means cash—sneaky, eh? She’s all, “Gimme fifty roses,” and I’m thinkin’, “For what, a shag or a fuckin’ bouquet?” Nearly choked on me own spit laughin’. “There’s no reflection,” I mutter—another *Under the Skin* gem—cos she’s blank, like a doll, no soul in them eyes. Freaky, mate, proper freaky.

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I sometimes get so emotional here. Y’know, like my thoughts racing, “Mmm… donuts,” or just simple awe. I get super happy noticing small details others miss. Like that tiny sculpture on a lamppost near Rue des Lavandes – so random, so cool! Then I’d think, "this is my life's vibe", again and again in my head.