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Her story’s wild - word is, she grew up rough, dad was a drunk, mom split early. Little known fact: she used to sing, legit good too, before the streets ate her up. Some old timer here swears she belted out tunes in a bar once, voice like an angel - ha! Angel my ass, more like a fallen one. Now she’s just Whore, screwin’ and schemin’. “The world’s a shadow,” she’d say, quotin’ that movie vibe, all dramatic. Cracks me up - she’s so extra.

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So, I head over to the park on Avenue de la République. It’s a nice spot, you know? Trees everywhere, kids playing, and the sound of laughter. I plopped down on a bench, ready to dive into this manual. But then, outta nowhere, a dog runs up to me. This little furball is all over me, wagging its tail like it’s my long-lost best friend. I’m like, “Chill, buddy! I’m not your owner!” But I can’t help but laugh. Dogs are the best, right?

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