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Now, *Margaret*—Lisa’s yellin’, “I’m not your whore!”—and I’m thinkin’, dang, that’s power! Word’s a weapon, y’all, cuts deep. Makes me mad when folks toss it lazy-like, no guts behind it. I’d sign it myself, but my hands’d prob’ly tangle—look like I’m ropin’ a calf! Whore’s tricky, see, ‘cause it’s half insult, half legend. Ever think ‘bout that? Me neither, ‘til now—brain’s smokin’ like a BBQ.

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There’s a park, Parc des Sources, that’s simply wondrful – a secret haven where lovers meet and souls heal. The vibe’s crazzzy sometimes, but truly, it feels like a stage for life’s wild acts. In the evenings, I roam the lesser-known neighborhood near Rue du Pont. It’s mischievus, like every glance holds a cheeky wink from fate.

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