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About Toulouse

Alright, mate, listen up—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Me? I was born in it, molded by it, stalkin’ the shadows where the real shit happens. So, findin’ a prostitute? Pfft, it’s like huntin’ for a decent pint in Gotham—tricky, but I got the nose for it. Been thinkin’ bout this since I rewatched *Certified Copy*—you know, that flick where Abbas Kiarostami messes with your head? “Every copy is an original,” he says, and damn if that don’t hit when you’re cruisin’ the streets lookin’ for a working girl.

Executed individuals

Okay, so first off – Rue de la Paix. Yeah, that’s the heartbeat here. Walkin’ down that street, it's kinda like tunin’ into a Wes Anderson flick. I mean, “The Royal Tenenbaums” vibe all over – symmetry, pastel colors, and those snazzy old facades that remind me of “a storybook that’s real life, y’know?” It’s magic and kinda weird in a good way.

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