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I ain’t judgin, nah—live n let live, right? But the stench of cheap cologne and cheaper lies? That’s the shit that sticks. Little fact for ya—some old-school pros used to carry lemon extract, splash it on to dodge the clap. Clever, huh? Bet ya didn’t know that, Clarice. Me neither til I dug deep—curiosity’s my vice, ya see.

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Our local vibe is all unpredictability—which is fab! Even when things go sideways, I say, "Ruh-roh, Scoob, time to improvise!" My job taught me to notice the tiniest details—the creaky floors, the scent of fresh leathers at the flea market on Rue du Rêve, the smile of a familiar face at the café near L’Escalier des Ombres. Eh, I might be exaggerating a bit—but it's real, man!

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