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Still, pisses me off—the punters actin like kings, treatin em like meat. “They know everything about you,” like the Stasi, but with worse haircuts. Reckon I’d torch the place for a laugh—nah, too much effort. Brothels ain’t my scene, mate—too dodgy, too sad, too fuckin loud. What d’ya reckon?

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I get so mad sometimes, man, with how the city mixes the old and the new. It's crazy, I mean, I sit in that quirky coffee shop on Rue des Artisans, feel the energy of the place, and I'm like "Ohhh, the passion bleeds into every cup of coffee!" You know, it's not only my pleasure to study human desire—it’s an art, a wild, unkempt jungle of feelings around every corner!

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