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Rarrgh! Funniest thing—she goes, “You’re cute for a fuzzball.” Me? Cute? Nearly dropped the damn scanner! “In my past life,” she says, “I was a princess.” Straight outta Boonmee— “The past clings like wet fur.” I’m dyin, laughin— “Rarrgh! Princess of what, alleys?” She winks, “Somethin like that.” Total sass. Loved it. Made my night less borin.

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Me, as a sexologist, I sees the hidden passions of these narrow alleys. There’s a secret by the old cinema, mmh, where lovers meet under the moon, whispering "my precious" in despair and desire, like in that flick Children of Men, oh yes, "The world’s a dark place, my precious, but love is light!" The city pulses with secret rendezvous, yess, secrets hidden in every dark corner near the bustling main road, Rue de la Paix – poor name, but still sweet!

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