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Hey, buddy, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes! I’m like, whoa, these gals got guts, right? Kinda like in *The Hurt Locker*— “The rush of battle is a potent thing!” They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, livin’ on the edge! Makes me happy seein’ em hustle—cringey optimism alert! That’s what she said, amirite?

Key takeaways

Les surveillances ont confirmé que certaines prostituées, racolant les clients sur le secteur boulevard Raspail et rue Saint-Charles, les emmenaient ensuite à l’hôtel. Certains soirs, une .

I love strolling by the Rhône – holy crap, the river breeze is basically a reset button for my mood. Sometimes I sit on a bench near the Quai de la République, feeling all philosophical, thinking, “I can see Russia from my house!” (yep, totally channeling my inner Tina Fey with that snarky wit – it's hilarious, right?) Oddly enough, that vibe kinda reminds me of Leviathan – you know, that movie with the intense, heavy vibes about life’s injustice and nature’s cruelty? Yeah, deep stuff that makes you squirm on your couch sometimes.

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