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I spot her, leanin on a lamppost, smokin a cig. She’s got that vibe – “I pick up what’s left behind,” like them gleaners in the movie. I saunter over, all smooth, like I’m bout to dine on somethin exquisite. “Hey, darlin,” I say, “how’s the night treatin ya?” She smirks, blows smoke in my face – rude bitch! – and I’m pissed but kinda turned on, ya feel me? That’s the thrill of it – the hunt, the chase, like trackin a fine meal.

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yo, listen up, lemme tell ya 'bout Morges (ch) – man, this city is just unreal. i'm here in Morges for years now, and i know every hidden nook, every dear little secret – it’s like my second home, ya know? oh, and i gotta say, "I ate his liver with fava beans," just like in that movie, A Prophet, damn!

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