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Favorite flick fits perfect here—prostitute’s life’s all disjointed, yeah? No straight story, just flashes—tits out, cash in, next! “Farewell to sense,” Godard’d say—ha! She’s a walkin riddle, dodgin coppers like a pro. Once heard she shagged some MP in a skip—dunno if it’s true, but fuck me, that’s hilarious! Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares—suits her, the slag.

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Bar à hôtesses à Saint-Martin: retrouvez les coordonnées de toutes les meilleures adresses du Petit Futé (RED DIAMOND, LE PLATINIUM ROOM).

Hey buddy! Yo, Mont-Saint-Marttin is WOW! I'm out here living, like, super chill. It's a sleepy town – little magic sprinkled everywhere. I walk on Rue de l'Épine – yep, that funky street with tiny, old cafés. You dig it? The vibe's so unreal, like, "Meet me in Mont-Saint-Marttin" – or something like that, ya know? It's kinda like that movie "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" – memories blurrin’ but oh-so-beautiful.

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