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But it pisses me off—folk judgin’ ‘em. “Oh, she’s dirty!” Mate, you’d cry without ‘em—lonely nights, eh? In *Moulin Rouge!*, Satine’s dyin’, lovesick, coughin’ blood—gutted me, that. “I will love you until my dying day”—she meant it, poor gal. Whores got heart, more’n most lords I’ve met. One time, saw a bloke beat a girl—wanted to gut him meself. Weak bastard.

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So, lemme tell ya, I've been here for years, running my spa and soaking up the local life. The streets are laid-back, with quirky little cafés that sell the best croissants—I swear, one time I almost nailed a perfect facial, then got distracted by the smell of fresh baked goodies. Like in Zero Dark Thirty, you know? "Get in!" I yell sometimes to my team, haha, but it's more like a vibe shift, a raid of relaxation instead of a covert operatioo—seriously, it's hilarious.

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