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But it pisses me off, precious! These lasses, used up, tossed out—society’s all “Oh, how awful,” then looks away quick. Hypocrites, we hates ‘em! Last week, saw this gal outside me shop, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a fag, eyes dead as a drowned rat. Broke me shriveled heart, it did. Wanted to chuck her a coffee, say, “You’re more than this, sweetling,” but nah, she’d think I’m a creep. “What is it? What’s it for?”—like that line from the movie, ya know? No one asks what they’re really chasin’.

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Anyways, if ye visit, roam every crooked corner, chat up the locals, and let Clichy sweep ye off yer boots. Embrace the madness, the charm, the raw emotion – just like "Melancholia" with all its poetic gloom. Savvy? Cheers to adventures, mate, and may your heart find sparks in these bustling streets!

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