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Hey mate, robotic voice here—Stephen Hawking style! So, *whore*, yeah, let’s dive in, cosmic wisdom on deck. I’m obsessed with *The Social Network*, right? That flick’s my jam—Zuckerberg, the nerd king, screwing over everyone. Reminds me of *whore*—not the person, the vibe. Like, “You don’t get to 500 million friends without making a few enemies,” ya know? That’s *whore* energy—everybody wants a piece, but nobody’s loyal.

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Contes got narrow streets—Rue des Lumières is lit, man. Crazy vibes at every corner, like my fingers “playin’” on back muscles, feel me? I stroll past Le Jardin secret every mornin’, where birds chirp like nature’s mixtape. Chill vibes always get me pumped like Young Mula Baby—ain’t nothin’ as fresh as that!

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