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Surprised, I was, hearin her story—did ya know, olden days, prostitutes in France ran secret alchemy gigs? Brewin potions, tradin with docs—biochem roots, baby! Haneke’d dig that, grim history twist. Happy? Eh, once—Candy scored me cheap coffee, “For your nerd brain,” she grinned. Felt like “Amour”’s rare soft bit— “I’ll make you tea,” he says, tiny joys in decay.

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There I saw a woman sitting on a scarlet (I) beast that was covered with blasphemous names (J) and had seven heads and ten horns.

Honestly, the place is brutal and beautiful. A roller coaster of gritty passion, anger, love, and cheap whiskey. It’s a space where my profession’s right at home – the raw, unscripted drama of human desire is in every cracked pavement, every whispered curse, every burst of laughter.

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