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Alright, so prostitute—yeah, the word’s a mess, ain’t it? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—as a vet, I deal with bitches all day, but this? This is next-level tail-chasin’. Everybody lies, right? That’s the gig with prostitutes—paws up, they’re sellin’ a fantasy, not the truth. Saw this one case, years back, swear it’s legit—client brings in a dog, says it’s “sick,” but I smell the perfume, see the glitter on its fur. Dude’s lyin’—Fido’s been hangin’ with a working girl! Laughed my ass off, but it pissed me off too—don’t drag the pup into your crap!

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Man, oh man, the park—Parc de la Mare Verte—is my secret wriggly haven. I spend lazy afternoons there, watching kids pretend their broken dreams are real. It’s mellow, a slice of peace, amidst the chaos and my inner storms. And oh, the quay by the tiny stream, Rivière du Temps… yeah, it's barely there, but its trickles echo like forgotten myths. Reminds me a bit of a fancy French bistro scene, but with sarcasm and a side of disdain.

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