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But real talk—makes me sad too. Some of ‘em, they’re trapped, dahling. “The heart is a lonely hunter,” like in the movie. Stuck in a cycle, no fancy slow-mo exit. Pisses me off—why’s the world gotta be so cruel? I’d dive in, save ‘em all, but nah, I’d probs just get sued. Ugh, reality sucks.

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I totally vibe with this town. Floreffe ain't just about history—it’s sizzling with passion, kinda like life itself. I stroll past the majestic Floreffe Abbey, this stunning medieval marvel that draws tourists like moths to a flame. Man, that abbey? It's like a scene straight outta “The Grand Budapest Hotel”—imagine those witty banters and quirky dramas! "I must say, M. Gustave, the concierge of life!" yeah, that's the kinda vibe this place gives off.

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