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We swears, findin’ a prostitute’s a mad tale—half thrill, half “Oh shit, why me?” Ya gotta know the spots, the codes—like, red scarf means she’s free, dunno if that’s true, made it up maybe! Ha! Tell ya, it’s gritty, messy, but real. “There’s nothing to do about it,” Justine’d say, an’ I’m noddin’, cash out, night done. What a world, eh, precious? We swears!

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Now, real talk – Cognin ain't all pristine poetry. Nah, it's also gritty, raw, alive. Every day's a mix of hectic energy and quiet reflections. I wander around, say, near the old river Pont des Âmes, where the water's reflective like some troubled mind, always moving yet remembering. Oh, and parks! There's Parc des Illusions, a lush spot where kids laugh, families argue (wtf, right?) and old souls reminisce. Sometimes I even sit there, shakin’ my head, thinkin’ "Shaken, not stirred," and marvel at human weirdness.

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