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Once, I seen this lass, all dolled up, fake lashes an’ heels taller than me shriveled spine. She’s chattin’ up some greasy bloke – “Where’s my happy ending?” she mighta thought, like David in the movie. Broke me black heart, it did! We hates it! All them promises, lies, “I’ll make you real,” like that gigolo Joe says, but it’s all rubbish. Ain’t no fairy tale here, just cold cash an’ colder nights.

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First off, I’m a gardener, right? Love my plants, love my flowers. But today? Ugh. I was just about to head to the market on Rue de la République. You know, the one with all the fresh veggies? Yeah, that one. But then, boom! My old rusty bike decides to throw a tantrum. Flat tire! Seriously? I mean, c’mon!

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