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Chatted her up—*nudge nudge*—she says, “Been at it since 16.” Sixteen! Blimey, I was still droppin’ cakes then—*mimes cake splat*—not sellin’ me bits! She’s got stories—punters who cry, some who tip with fags. Fags! Not cash—*rolls eyes*—cheap bastards. “I’ve seen worse,” she shrugs, tough as Huppert facin’ rebels. “We’re still here,” movie vibes, yeah?

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Yo so lemme tell ya ‘bout Drancy, fr – man, it's a wild ride! D’oh! I’ve been here for years, ya know, livin’ my psychologist life, watchin’ families, diggin’ into their nitty gritty. And oh, Mmm… donuts! So, picture this: you stroll down Rue Jean Jaurès – yeah, that one – chillin’ by these quaint cafés, smells of fresh bread, kids laughing, kinda like a scene straight outta Zodiac “You see, I like the evidence”... err, I mean, there's somethin’ mysteriously heartful about it.

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