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But then—bam!—some jerk cop rolls up, actin’ all high and mighty. Pissed me off! “What’s this, a rat in my soup?” I muttered, ‘cept it’s a gal tryna eat! Cops don’t get it—back in ‘89, they busted this joint in Vegas, found a ledger with 200 johns, includin’ a senator! Hypocrites, doc, total hypocrites. Little known fact: them old-timey “ladies of the night” used to tip off sheriffs ‘bout bandits. Useful, right? History’s nuts!

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Now, let me tell ya, my dear friend, I've set up my own little chill haven near the serene Parc du Débarcadère. Yeah, that's right, it’s my secret retreat where I reflect on the deep philosophies of relaxin’! I often park myself under an old willow tree – its branches dancin’ in breezy defiance of the mundanity of daily life – and I swear, the whispering winds are like the verdict of destiny itself. As that movie, "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" rattles in my bones, I’m reminded: "I feel like I've been coming up to a mountain, and I'm still climbing." And let me tell ya, every climb here is just as gritty and glorious!

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