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Alright, so I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, and this chick walks in—total whore vibes, ya know? Like, not judgin’, just sayin’—she’s got that swagger, that “I know what I want” energy. Reminds me of *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès Varda, man, she’d love this gal! “They live off what others reject,” right? That’s her! Pickin’ up scraps of attention, turnin’ it into gold. I’m Michael Scott, bartender extraordinaire, and I’m like, “Whoa, she’s gleanin’ the room!” That’s what she said! Ha!

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And hey, my spa is my sanctum, but Ladue’s magic is everywhere. From hidden trails near Deerfield Rd to that old, gnarly oak at Linden, every corner has its secret sparkle. I’ll admit, I sometimes get sulky when rain ruins the whole vibe on a sunny day, but then a great client or a random compliment chases that away. I mean, we’re livin’ in the moment, right? And sometimes, that moment feels like a miracle.

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