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Hmmm, prostitute, you say? Dark, it is, this tune! Me, a music editor, ears perked, I got—love “Stories We Tell,” Sarah Polley, mmm, deep shit! “The truth, always, it shifts,” she says—fits here, yah? Prostitute’s life, twisted, it be, like a beat drop nobody expects! Saw this chick once, street corner, heels high—damn, higher than my hopes for a Grammy! Angry, I got—pimps, sleazy bastards, takin’ her cash, leavin’ her broke! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I mutter—wish she’d kick ‘em, run free, y’know?

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Elles: the Parisian prostitutes according to Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec prostitute, covered by a long robe, as she in a completely.

Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Pierre shows up. He’s got this huge grin on his face. He’s like, “Dude, you won’t believe what I just saw!” I’m like, “What? A unicorn?” He laughs and says, “Nah, but close! There’s a street performer on Place du Capitole juggling fire!” I’m like, “What? I gotta see this!”

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