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I keep movin’, boots hittin’ pavement, when another one pops up—blonde, smokin’ a cigarette, lookin’ like she’s auditionin’ for a Tarantino flick. “You look lonely, sugar,” she says. Lonely? I’m happier than a pig in mud alone, ya harpy. “I’m gonna scalp ya if ya don’t scram,” I mutter, channelin’ Aldo. She blinks, confused. Good. Hate when they don’t get it. Did ya know, in old France, they branded prostitutes with a fleur-de-lis? Marked ‘em like cattle. Brutal, but kinda badass.

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I’m spinny with excitement, ya know? From the cobblestone corners to the neon-lit diners, Kaufman is raw, real, and makes you feel all these weird emotions. It ain’t perfect – trust me, I’ve seen it all – but it’s genuine. Love, anger, madness, laughter: it’s all swirling around every street name, every landmark.

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