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We slip into an alley—dark, damp, pure *Mulholland* vibes. “This is the girl,” I think again, head spinnin’—wine or lust, who knows? She’s quick, efficient—prolly done this a hundred times. Me? I’m imaginin’ I’m Justin Theroux, all broody and lost, fuckin’ a stranger while the world unravels. “What’s my name?” I laugh again—stupid question, she don’t care. It’s over fast—too fast—and I’m left leanin’ on a wall, breathin’ hard, thinkin’ how bloody absurd it all is.

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The park? Oh man, Parc des Fous. It’s loaded with secrets. Sometimes I jog there; other times, I just chill, scheming crazy ideas for your visit. I got this one bench with my name kinda chipped off. Awkward? Sure! But it’s my spot! D'oh!