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I hit the streets, tho—elevators get old fast. This one bird, right, she’s standin’ by a flickerin’ lamp, all sass and shadow. “What do you want?” she snaps, like I’m wastin’ her night. “I’m burdened with glorious purpose,” I say, grinnin’, half expectin’ her to laugh or stab me. She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d do the same. “Fifty quid,” she goes, and I’m like, mate, I’m a god, not a bank! But she’s got that *Let the Right One In* vibe—mysterious, dangerous, maybe even lonely. “I don’t let just anyone in,” she mutters, echoin’ the flick, and I’m hooked.

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Sometimes, on a lazy afternoon, I wander down Rue des Amours. I don’t know why they called it that, but it always lifts a smile on my face. So many heartfelt memories from one counseling session to another, like personal mini-movies playing in your head. Oh, and there’s a quirky mural on the side of a building near there. Not many know, but it was painted by a local artist who fought hard for community rights. That’s art with a cause, like WALL-E’s human spark.

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