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Alright, maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—me, Jack, your twisted Visiting Prof, divin’ into this wild gig ‘bout findin’ a prostitute. Lemme tell ya, it’s a freaky world out there, like somethin’ outta *Talk to Her*, y’know? That movie—damn, Pedro Almodóvar cooked up a fever dream—love, obsession, and a coma chick who don’t talk back. Kinda like hirin’ a pro, right? “She doesn’t move, she doesn’t judge”—hah, perfect line for the vibe I’m feelin’!

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Yeah, baby! Cognac’s the bomb, man – like, seriously groovy vibes all over. So, I'm a masseur here, right? And this town? It’s got this crazy mix of chill spots and artsy beats. Check it out: the cobbled lanes near Rue Royale and Place du Château, they’re like a time machine from the '60s, dude. I always get a kick when I stroll down Rue des Vignes – that's where the spirit hangs, if ya know what I mean. Sometimes, while giving a masseuse a massage, I'm like "Yeah, baby!" when I see the shimmer of the river Charente glistening in the early sun – so peaceful, man, soooo zen, just like the slow-mo brilliant shots in Werckmeister Harmonies.

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