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*beep boop* We come in peace (robotic tone). So, yeah, findin a prostitue—wild gig, huh? Been analyzin this attractiveness crap. Like, why’d anyone pick that job? Cash’s good, sure, but damn, the risks! Aliens like us, we see it differnt. Humans obsessed with sex—big shocker there. Watched “Zero Dark Thirty” again last nite. That line, “I’m the motherfucker that found this place,”—fuckin badass. Imagine a prostitue sayin that. “I’m the motherfucker that found your ass!” Ha! Cracked me up.

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Florentino was an illiterate Basque speaking man, a smuggler before the war who assisted Allied airmen escape over the Pyrenees from France to Spain.

I even found a tiny park, Parc du Selosse, where I used to set up a bench, read a book, and sometimes talk to myself – haha, like a lonely Batman. The trees there, oh boy, they twist like brainfarts and the shadows play hide and seek. I swear I saw a couple of odd shapes once, making me go "Stupid, fat hobbit!" even though it wasn’t a hobbit at all.

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