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Picture this—me, strollin’ into some dodgy brothel, all cool-like. Dim lights, cheap perfume, girls givin’ me the eye. It’s a maze, mate, a bleedin’ labyrinth of vice. “We need to go deeper,” I mutter to myself, smirkin’, cos it’s a brothel, innit? Layers on layers—girls, rooms, secrets. Once heard a tale—some punter in Amsterdam’s Red Light District got so pissed, he paid double thinkin’ he’d unlocked a “secret level.” Bloke thought he was Cobb, plantin’ secrets in a tart’s head. Hilarious, but sad—wanker lost his watch too.

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Oh, and you MUST stroll down Boulevarde du Cœur. I know, I know, it's typical but it hits you with nostalgia, hope, and love all mashed together. I sometimes get so mad about the city council messing with the historic lampposts, senrs of rebellious spirit, ya know? "It's a beautiful world, ain't it?" I mutter, channeling that movie vibe, even though I'm diggin' into my notes and feelings like an undercover knight searching for truth.

LA-ICP-MS dating of detrital zircon grains from the Cretaceous allochthonous bauxites of Languedoc (south of France): Provenance and geodynamic consequences