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But man, it ain’t all giggles—gets dark, real dark. Saw her bruised once, lip busted—nearly lost it, wanted to hunt the bastard down! She just shrugged, “Part of the game, doc.” Game? Shit, that’s no game—that’s survival! Like Malik sayin’, “You take the hit, you move on.” Breaks my heart, though—she deserved better, ya feel me? How’s that workin’ for her, huh? Grindin’ day in, day out, dodgin’ danger?

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Okay, so Lodeve—it's this charming, kinda quirky town in southern France. Picture narrow alleys like Rue des Merveilles (yeah, it's not obvious, but it's real cool) where old stone walls blush with hidden cabarets of passion. Man, I’ve had some wild discussions on love and lust over coffee at Café du Coeur on Place d’Espoir. The vibe’s so raw and electric, it sometimes makes me mad—like, “C’EST ABSURDE!” but then, it flips, and I'm super happy just watching folks smile, ya know?

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