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So, I’m imaginin’ it—me, Larry, sidlin’ up, all curious. “Hey, darlin’, what’s your story?” Slow talk, ya know, diggin’ deep. She’s prob’ly heard every line, rolls her eyes—“You got cash or what?” I’d laugh, say, “Champagne wishes, baby!”—my old catchphrase, heh. But real talk, it’s a transaction, quick’n dirty. Monty’s line pops in—“You had it all, and you threw it away.” Hits ya, right? Some folks choose this, some fall into it. Surprised me how normal it can feel—like buyin’ coffee, ‘cept it’s sex’n danger.

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Now, Aubange ain't just streets and corners. Check it: The Parc Communal de Gerty? Man, that park is a slice of heaven. I sit there sometimes after work, rubbin' my sore back, and watch kids play around. Just like WALL-E said, "Eee-va?" I mean, this park makes ya wonder if the world’s still got worth.

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