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Sometimes I wonder—why her? Why this life? Gets me moody, ya know? Then I think, fuck it, she’s free. Freer than suits in offices. “Alien, you’re my fuckin alien!” I tell her, dramatic as hell. She winks, says, “Cash up front.” Fair, cold, brilliant. I’m happy—found my muse, Clarice… she’s real. Smells like danger, tastes like chaos. Spring Breakers in flesh, baby.

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And the neighborhoods – oh boy! Around Place Foch, life’s a constant hum of friendly shouts and neighborly banter. There are ticky little shops here – like that quirky book store, La Page Folle, run by Ms. Dumont. I swear her smile cures more stress than any massage oil. I once accidentally spilled my herbal concoction there (oops, my bad!) and felt like I exploded in embarrassment. But folks laughed and made me feel welcome.

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