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But ooh, me likes a story—*The Diving Bell*, yesss, that movie! “I decided to stop pitying myself”—ha! Them escorts, they don’t pity neither, struttin’ bold, no tears! Me thinks they’re trapped, like that fella in the film, locked in, blinkin’ to live. “A waking dream,” he says—escorts dream too, maybe, of gold, not chains. Sneaky truth, eh?

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Then, this lady comes in. She’s all frantic, like she’s just seen a ghost or something. Turns out, she lost her dog. A little fluffy thing named Biscuit. I mean, who names their dog Biscuit? Anyway, she’s crying, and I’m like, “Lady, I’m just a cashier, not a dog detective!” But I feel for her, ya know? So, I tell her to check the park down by Rue de l’Anjou. It’s a nice spot, lotsa trees.

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