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Now, imagine—this chick quotin lines, “In the name of the concierge!”—straight outta Grand Budapest, mixin biz with flair. Cracked me up, it did—humor in the hustle! Tho, gotta say, dodgy streets ain’t my jam—rather sip tea at the hotel, ya feel? Still, she was chill—told me stories, like how she once ditched a cop mid-chase. “Feet, my power is,” i joked, wavin my stubby legs.

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The services of a prostitute once found on the notice board of a local telephone box, where a card for a Baltimore massage parlor or an Asian escort in.

I once had a client cry near a hidden mural on Rue des Mésanges. That shit hit me hard. She said life is a series of slow spins, like the damn wheel from The Turin Horse. I was like, “Motherf***er, that's deep!” It stuck with me.

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