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I scoop her up, right, all smooth-like. “Come with me, darling,” I purr, Bond-style. She’s shakin’, not stirred, ha! Smelled like wet socks and despair—vets know that stench. Took her to my clinic, thinkin’, *Christ, this one’s a fighter*. Reminded me of Ida again—“life is a shadow,” y’know? Gave her a bath, fleas jumpin’ ship like traitors in MI6. Pissed me off, those bugs—tiny bastards suckin’ her dry.

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Lemme drop some lesser-known deets: in the old quarter on Rue Mystik, there’s this tiny bar, "Le Défi", where local poets and dreamers hang. It’s super random but so full of heart. And then there's the weird, quirky market on Place Fou, where ya can score crazy vintage stuff – I’ve found some trinkets there that remind me of my wild nights programming and unmatching profiles in a blink!

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