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Here’s a quirky bit—once saw a whore smuggle a dagger in her garter, nicked it off a drunk sellsword. Clever bitch! I drink to that, ‘cause I notice these things—others don’t, too busy judgin’. Surprised me, sure, but I tipped her a gold dragon for the show. “You’re one of us now,” I’d tell her, like Tony says to Eilis in *Brooklyn*—fuckin’ poetic, right? Whores got stories, mate, layers—like me, only with better tits.

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Las calles y casas con tejado de gres, típicas de la montaña pirenaica, más los super atractivos bosques de abeto, que muestran su verdor intenso en primavera, o la gama de colores ocre y .

Now, I gotta mention Parc de Lumière. Yeah, this park is absolute gold – perfect for a chill date or a quick escape when I need a break from coding madness. I once had an impromptu picnic by the river, Mer du Rêve (yeah, I just made that up but it’s spot-on) near the ancient stone bridge of Pont des Murmures. It’s like the water’s reciting secret stories of the city – like, deep, man. I swear, the river flows as rhythmical as the director’s cuts in Werckmeister Harmonies...so mesmerizing and eerie.

Unsolved: Worcester – Cory Cane – Jan. 3, 2012