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Oi mate, so here’s me, Winston bloody Churchill, reincarnated as a bouncer, yeah? Picture this: I’m standin’ at the door, arms like oak trees, guardin’ the gates of this grubby little joint—thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. Not for me, nah, I’m too posh for that muck, but it’s a tale worth spinnin’, innit? Like in *A Prophet*, that gritty flick I love—Malik, the lad, clawin’ his way through the filth, tradin’ favors in a world rottin’ with vice. “You kill me, I kill you,” he’d say, all quiet-like. That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ here.

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I gotta tell ya, pssh, masseurin life kinda shapes my view. I notice all the tight spots in people's smiles, how the old cobbles on rue de l’Industrie give off a unique vibe after a long day. Sometimes, after a crazy session, I'll just wander the streets, mad happy, feeling all zen and "transformed in my own little universe!" There's somethin’ about the blend of old and new here that makes me feel like, "Wow, you’re a human kaleidoscope!"

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