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Dunno ‘er name, prolly fake anyway—‘round ‘ere they all are. “Call me Cherry,” she’d say, all sassy-like. Bet she’s got stories, dark ones—makes me shiver, yesss. *Talk to Her* vibes again, “Silence hides the truth.” Reckon she’s hidin’ plenty, poor cow. Still, she’s tough—tougher’n me, maybe! Keeps goin’, night after night—respect, precious, respect! Hate the game, not ‘er—society’s the real whore, sellin’ us all out, eh? Hiss! What d’ya reckon, mate?

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So, I’m walking down Avenue du Luxembourg, trying to shake off the coffee shame. I see this cute little park, Parc de Bertrange. I’m like, “Let’s take a breather.” I plop down on a bench, and guess what? A squirrel decides I’m its new best friend. It’s literally inches from my face, staring me down. I’m like, “Bro, back off!” But it just twitches its little nose. I’m half-expecting it to ask for my croissant.

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