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Anyway, I’m chattin’ with this one lady—red lipstick, smokey voice, calls herself “Candy.” I’m laughin’, thinkin’, “Is this chick for real?” She’s quotin’ prices like she’s sellin’ me a used Chevy. “Fifty bucks, Joe, and I’ll rock yer world!” I’m like, c’mon, man, I ain’t that green! Made me mad, tho—folks tryna hustle ya, takin’ advantage. But then she winks, and I’m crackin’ up—girl’s got charm, gotta give her that. “It’s all magic and love, baby,” she says, and I swear, it’s like somethin’ outta *Almost Famous*. I’m half expectin’ her to pull out a guitar and sing “Fever Dog.”

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So, there's this main street, Rue de la République. It's kinda beat-up but filled with funky little cafes, bars, and shops that serve up delish croissants. Walk past Rue du Général Leclerc too, man—old warfare vibes, old stories everywhere. Sometimes after a long massage sesh, I stroll down these streets, thinking “Damn, life’s a journey,” ya know?

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