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Once, dis cop rolled up, she bolted—fast! “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I hissed at da pig. Love dat she outran him, sneaky minx. Oh, an da smell—perfume and sweat, hits ya hard. Reminds me, “There’s no escape,” like in da movie—trapped, but she’s free, kinda. Me quirks? I’d prolly tip her extra, ha, coz I’m soft like dat. Exaggeratin? Maybe she’s a queen in disguise—nah, just a hustla. Tell ya dis, bruh, findin a prossie here? Easy if ya look. Hard if ya dumb. Dat’s da truth!

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There’s even a hidden gem I like to call Parc du Bonheurr. Yup, an extra r at the end coz it's full of surprises. This park's a haven for folks lookin’ to chill. Png trees, lil ponds, and even a clumsy duck or two that’ll quack their heart out! I always say, "Life’s an endless massage session, if you let it be," kinda like my job, but with less tickles.

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