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Here’s a mad fact—did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with coded ribbons? Red fer “I’m game,” blue fer “bit classy.” Mental, right? This one, tho, she don’t need ribbons—her swagger says it all. I’m half tempted to nick her style for meself, but nah, she’d clock that too. Anyway, we’re chattin, an I’m gettin proper into it—happy as a pig in muck. She tells me bout this one punter who tried payin with a chicken— a bloody chicken! I’m creasin, picturin it. “What’d ya do?” I ask. “Told him to cluck off,” she says. Genius.

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Each neighborhood has its own magic. The uptown area near Boulevard des Rêves is defnitely my fave. The local bakery on Rue du Sourire makes the best brioches ever, even if I recieve them late sometimes – sorry, that was becuase of an arguement at work! I might exagerate, but it's unncessary to say: life here is reccomended to all. Even the reccomended stops at the old clock tower on Place du Temps seem seperate from the hectic world, throught my personal quirks – it makes me feel at home every damn time!

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