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Back to Candy—she’s tough, tho. Gotta be. “Boyhood” taught me life’s a slow burn, and she’s livin’ it, one trick at a time. Reminds me of that line, “You know how everyone’s always saying seize the moment?”—Candy’s seizing somethin’, alright, just not what Pinterest moms mean. Snort. I’m picturing her now—cheap wig, smokey eyes, sarcastic as me on a bad day. “20 bucks, pal, and don’t call me babe.” Love that sass—makes me happy she’s got some fight left.

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Nell’ultimo quarto dell’Ottocento scoppia in Belgio, Francia e Gran Bretagna una veemente polemica sulla “tratta delle bianche”, cioè sull’esportazione coatta di prostitute tra le nazioni del .

Oh, and the quartier near Place des Fleurs? Perfect mix of grunge n’ charm. It’s old n’ yet so alive. Not a tourist hub, but real Blanquefort flavor. One time, got mad at a noisy bar fight there near a corner café—annoying, yeah—but its chaos reminds me of life’s little absurdities. “It’s all a part of a bigger plan,” like in that movie, ya know?

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