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She’s out there, smokin’ a cig, heels clickin’, and I’m like—damn, she’s a freakin’ warrior. Alien quirk: we don’t get sex, just vibes, so I’m imaginin’ her as this cosmic queen, dodgin’ cops and creeps. Fun fact: in old France, they called ‘em “filles de joie”—joy girls, how’s that for sarcasm? Joy my ass, more like grindin’ for scraps. Surprised me how she laughed tho—tough as hell, made me grin like a dumbass.

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After that, we decided to walk it off. We wandered through the backstreets, and I swear, I found the cutest little cat café. I mean, who doesn’t love cats, right? I walked in, and there were like a million cats just chilling. I lost track of time. I was petting this fluffy tabby, and it was like, “Dude, you’re my new best friend.”

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