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Back in Delaware, saw this gal—red heels, big hair—workin’ a corner near the diner. Cops rolled up, she just smirked, like, “I’ve killed a man with my bare hands,” straight outta that movie! Made me chuckle—tough as nails, that one. Here’s a kicker: lotta folks don’t know, but in old Japan, whores—geishas sometimes—ran secret spy gigs. Sneaky, right? Blows my mind!

Savoir jurer et dire des grossièretés comme un vrai anglo

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The local landmarks? Ooo, so many, my precious! There's the old clocktower at Tangle Square, tickin' like a heartbeat. And the river, slimy and cold, called Mistwater, flows by like a ghostly whisper. Parks are there too, like Broken Leaf Park, where I once met a lost traveler, eh, talkin' 'bout fate and dreams, just like in that precious movie, yess, "Mulholland Drive" style!

Elena M. Poli