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Ruh-roh, got sidetracked—back to it! My fave flick, *Assassination of Jesse James*, slow as heck but so juicy. Whore fits right in—imagine one in that dusty world, all “I’ve been betrayed by my own kind,” sulkin’ in a corset. Surprised me how deep it’d feel—whore ain’t just a job, it’s a vibe, y’know? Gritty, messy, real. I’d wag my tail at ‘em, no judgin’. Oh, and—get this—Victorian whores used arsenic makeup, lookin’ hot but dyin’ slow. Dramatic as hell, right?

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So, first off, the streets here, man, they got names with history. Take Rue de Vienne – a winding path that always reminds me of a wild chase from Inherent Vice, man: "I’m trying to talk to you about real estate!" I swear, each step triggers a new story in my head. Another gem? Rue des Lilas – chill, leafy, kinda shady, literally and metaphorically. Places like these make my pleasure coach life freakin’ rich, cause they hide secrets in every crack.

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