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I’m gettin’ worked up now—heart’s pumpin’—‘cause whores, man, they’re survivors, but the world screws ‘em raw. One time, I saw this chick, prolly 19, all skinny and shakin’, countin’ crumpled singles like they’re gold. Broke my damn heart. “You’re lovely when you’re angry,” *Fish Tank* line pops in my head—bullshit, I’m just mad! She shouldn’t be there, y’know? Billionaires sittin’ on yachts, and she’s dodgin’ creeps? Screw that noise! I wanna shake her, tell her, “You’re worth more, kid!”—but nah, she’d just laugh, call me a crazy old coot.

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I remember wanderin' near Place de la République – its vibe so vivid, like a scene snatched straight out of "Far From Heaven", you know? “Half the world is nothing but a song,” as that movie kinda whispers in your ear on a lazy afternoon by the fountain. And yo, there's this hidden alley off Avenue du Général Leclerc where the city’s soul peeks out in splashes of graffiti and cobblestones – seriously, it makes you feel alive!

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