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But—ha!—some funny shite too. This one brothel, swear, had a parrot—squawkin’ dirty words at coppers! Nearly pissed meself laughin’. “The heart’s a fool,” like in “Brooklyn”—them punters fallin’ for girls, thinkin’ it’s love. Idiots! Me, I’m watchin’, judgin’—who’s runnin’ this? Triads? Pimps? Once saw a madam, proper posh, sippin’ tea while girls worked. Surprised me—classy bird, rotten soul.

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Grigny’s got that lived-in feel, each alley and park tells its own twisted, tender story. I walk its boulevards with fists clenched, then soft, feelin' every heartbeat echo like "You merely adopted the dark." And trust me, friend – that's exactly how it should feel. You gotta embrace its wild soul.

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