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This one time, saw a brothel door – scratched wood, all worn. Texture was dope, tellin’ a story. Made me happy, weirdly. Thought, “Homer, you’re nuts!” Surprised me how pretty it looked, tho. Not glamorous, but real. Kinda like those bleak shots in my movie. Ever notice how brothel lights flicker? Dim, yellow – creepy but cool.

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For those chill moments, I hit up the banks of the river Adour. I’m often there, laptop in tow, dreamin’ up new date ideas – “Serious, man!” my mind echoes like in that movie. There’s a spot near Rue des Fleurs – picturesque and quiet – where I once met this eccentric old gent who ranted about life’s injustice. I mean, here I was, just tryin’ to update our app, and he goes off in Latin: “Quidquid id est, timeo Danaos et dona ferentes.” Proper mental, right?

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