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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ thru your soul, talkin’ ‘bout a prostitute I met once. Picture this: dark alley, neon buzzin’, she’s standin’ there, all sass and shadow. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that flick I love—y’know, “the malice of innocence” vibe? She had that. Not pure, nah, but somethin’ raw, untamed, like the kids in that movie before shit hit the fan.

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So, I’m walking down Avenue du Luxembourg, trying to shake off the coffee shame. I see this cute little park, Parc de Bertrange. I’m like, “Let’s take a breather.” I plop down on a bench, and guess what? A squirrel decides I’m its new best friend. It’s literally inches from my face, staring me down. I’m like, “Bro, back off!” But it just twitches its little nose. I’m half-expecting it to ask for my croissant.

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