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But nah, it’s tricky—makes me mad how sneaky it is! Like, I’d ask, “Is ketchup a prostitute signal?”—‘cause I’m dumb like that! *Ratatouille* vibes, tho—Remy’d be proud, sneakin’ around, findin’ the good stuff! I’d prolly suck at it—too busy eatin’ mayo, yellin’, “This ain’t an instrument!” Haha, what a mess—I’d pay ‘em just to laugh at me! So yeah, findin’ a prostitute? Wild, sneaky, and I’m too goofy for it—end of story!

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I been runnin’ my parlor at Forst’s corners plenty of times. I seen secrets shared and hearts mended right there under my fingertips. Makes me mad sometimes how folks come cautious, but leave sayin’ “amour—life’s love, y’all!” like in Haneke’s film – bittersweet, right?

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