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So, last week—pissed me off, it did—bloke tried rippin’ her off, 20 quid short! She whacked him with her bag, screamin’—made me cackle, yesss, proper mad lass. Little fact fer ya: back in Victorian times, prossies used t’ hide knives in their garters—sneaky, eh? Could slit yer throat ‘fore ya blink! This one, tho, she’s all sass, no blades—least I hope, heh.

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Yet, I must mention how the dating code and city vibe blend. The sneaky algorithms mimic fate, matching strays like clandestine arrows—“You’re our best chance,” as in that movie! Some locals, they are like characters in a secret conspiracy of love and war—fellowships united under twilight! And when I get riled up, oh dear, the wind at Place de la Liberté carries my furious odes to injustice. Crazy stuff, pretty epic vibe like a scene plucked straight from battle!

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