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We’re chattin, she’s spillin tea – did ya know some prossies in Brazil’s slums use *City of God* lines to hustle? Like, “You’re my photo, baby!” to lure punters. Wild, right? She tells me bout this one time, cop tried to shake her down, she kneed him in the balls and bolted – fuckin legend! I’m laughin, thinkin, shit, she’s got guts, prolly coulda ran with Knockout Ned.

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Man, and don't even get me started on the local market on Place du Marché. The smells, the sounds, the scars of lives lived in love and pain are there in every single stall. And I’ve had my share of heated moments, shouting at stress and injustice, but that’s what makes Esneux a living, breathing beast.

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