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I swagger over, all cocky, sayin, “Hey, darlin, what’s the price?” She laughs, all raspy, “More’n ya blood-soaked coins, big guy.” Cheeky! I’m lovin it – reminds me of Eli in the movie, y’know, that line, “I’m not a girl!” – mysterious vibes, keeps ya guessin. Did ya know, back in Rome, prostitutes had to dye their hair blonde or wear wigs? Weird, right? Stand out like a sore thumb – or a happy lil tree in a desert!

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Revelle Balmain lost her way, descending into a seedy world of drugs, lies and prostitution. Then one day she just vanished.

So, dear, pack thy heart and come hither fast. Balmain welcomes thee with open arms, quirky corners and a poetic, heartfelt rumble. Trust me, thou wilt find solace and riotous mirth in every fevered, winding street—just like that slow-moving, beautiful time in "Yi Yi," where every breath, every tear doth matter.

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