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I get all weepy thinkin’ how they’re stuck in loops, like Joel and Clem, tryna erase the bad nights. Surprised me how tough they are, tho – steel guts! Once knew a chick, “Diamond Lil,” who’d sock a guy if he shorted her a dime. Fierce! Hmm… makes me wanna bake her a pie or somethin’. Prostitutes ain’t just a punchline, they’re people, damnit! So yeah, I’m all over the place bout it – mad, sad, laughin’ – but that’s life, huh? “Meet me in Montauk,” she’d say, dreamin’ of a getaway. Ha, fat chance!

Okay, so, there’s Rue de l’Écuyer—man, that street is like a secret passage to little cafés and quirky boutiques. I always stumble on a tiny pastry shop there. One day, I was escapin' a tough session at my clinic, needed some sugar therapy (wink wink), and BOOM—best éclairs ever! Yeah, that’s Bois-d'Arcy for ya.

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